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Trains and sewing machines... All those years they were here first. [Independent Miriam RP blog]

[doomed-puppet]

✥ - "In a forest surrounding this abandoned museum that we’re standing in, also known as my home." The pastel blonde tilted his head to the side, “And how did you end up here?" he asked the tall woman with a bored expression on his face. Grimm liked having solitude but sometimes it was fun to have some people to talk to every once and a while.

[softpitch]

She shrugged her shoulders. Even she can't remember how she ended up in this museum or why she went to a museum of all places. Learning about anything wasn't something she would do. Maybe someone kidnapped her and brought her here? Nah, Miriam knows that she wouldn't let anyone come and capture her so easily. What if I just ask where the exit is...?

{ ♠ } --- "Well, I can't remember how the hell I got here. Hey kid, do you mind helping me with something? I need to get out of this museum. Can you help me out of not?"

[softpitch]

twistedlovestruck, nanami-harukaaa, rincv02kagamine, textinghim, and ruk0 joined your band;

[rincv02kagamine]

As she moves along, a certain woman catches her eye, causing the blonde to come to a complete halt. She looks familiar… Perhaps the two have met before and shared a conversation? Hesitating, the girl stands still for a moment before silently following the other, squinting her eyes as she focuses her gaze on the possible stranger. A fellow VOCALOID, perhaps? Rin can only recognize the ones she speaks with on a daily basis. There are so many being created, now, that it’s hard to keep track of who is whom.

It would be so much easier for Rin to just ask the lady if the two have met before, but Rin is a complicating girl and doesn’t bother with taking the easy way out. Instead, she continues to silently follow the other, never once breaking her gaze from the back of the female’s head as she tries gathering together her scrambling thoughts. 

And unfortunately, she is so busy trying to pin-point exactly where she could have met this person before, the woman comes to a complete stop, nearly causing Rin to run right into her but luckily, the VOCALOID comes to a sudden stop as well, merely inches away from the other. 

Gulping, she takes a small step back.

What an intimidating woman… So tall and cold. Beautiful, too, though. On instinct, Rin is ready to release a stream of lies, ‘I wasn’t following you!’, and ‘I was only headed in the same direction!’. Both which are untrue. Biting down on her lip, the blonde merely shrugs once before finally letting her voice be heard.

“You look..." She begins, hesitating for a moment before adding on, "Familiar." 

[softpitch]

Letting out a chuckle, she enjoyed the kindness the blond was trying to give off; sweet, but she knew some type of fear was hidden behind those words of her. Looking familiar to someone? Me? Sounds like a bunch of BS to be honest. Going over to a nearby wall and leaning onto it, Miriam laughed even more at the VOCALOID's words. Man, did she get a kick out of that. Someone actually knowing who she is? Not possible. Even if this Rin model knew of her, it's most likely that she would keep a great distance between herself and Miriam. But, it's flattering to hear something like that once in a while.

Waiting for the VOCALOID to restore her own memory, Miriam decided to play a little game with her. Let's see if she really does remember the human VOCALOID that ran away from everyone and went to go off on her own. She doubts she'll remember that much, but at least remember her face. Cracking her fingers and acting a bit more relaxed, Miriam closed her eyes and a disturbing smirk grew on her face. So, isn't she going to say something like 'Oh, you're ____ or oh, I remember you now! You're ____ !" The spotlight is on you now.

 { ♠ } --- "I get that a lot. Too much in fact. What if I am the person you're thinking of? You'll probably flee like everyone else has."

[doomed-puppet]

redhothabaneropepper

himeaa

despair-mastermind-junko

o-w-n-worlds

vocaloid2len

heavymetalpoisoning

akaito-the-awesome

painting-tulips

twistedlovestruck

littlepinkcanary

rincv02kagaminewher

evanescent-promises

softpitch

ashiningstarlet

Found the fiery eyed virus

✥ - Grimm jumped at the amount of people around, “W-where did you all come from!?" a stutter made it’s way out of his mouth as he backed up a bit against the nearest wall.

[softpitch]

"That's what I would like to know kid. Now..." Miriam went closer to Grimm and closed her eyes. A smile was soon on her face; it was obviously not a smile of joy, but a devilish smile filled with evil. 

{ ♠ } --- "Would you like to help a lady out and tell me where I am?"

[hachidoremi-blog]

+1 new melody; @softpitch

His group had left the coffee shop a while ago, but Len decided to hang around for a little longer, sitting and sipping a near empty cup at a completely empty table. Being alone in places like this made him think, and for some reason he felt in the mood for thinking. Rather than that, maybe he simply needed to?

He sighs, coming back into focus, simultaneously realising that he’s been staring at the woman across the room from him for a while. A bit startled, he looks away, blushing and scratching his nose slightly, before looking back. Did she look familiar…? Deciding he might as well find out, he gets up and walks over, a little timid as he says, “E-excuse me. D’you think we’ve met before?"

[softpitch]

Looking to the left, the snow white notices the younger blond at her side. Just what did he want? And what did he say, that he knew her? She doubt that, unless this Len model does his research online and found her somehow. It pained her to see another VOCALOID model talking to her or saying the usual 'I think I know you' bit. There was no need to lie, being truthful would make her conversations go by quickly. Taking out a cigarette and a lighter, Miriam set the stick of tar on fire, then smoked it from the other end. She couldn't break the bad habit, it ruined her insides slowly yet she was used to the feeling and know what the risk of smoking are. To put it simple; at the moment she really didn't care.

Taking the cigarette out of her mouth and blowing, she stares at Len for a while before running her hands through her hair. She had to deal with him, once she was done socializing, she was free to do whatever she wanted. Miriam wanted to make this one quick and simple, but of course it wasn't going to be like that at all. Ah, what am I going to say to this kid anyways? Putting on a forced smile, Miriam continued the conversation.

{ ♠ } --- "You, knowing me? That's something new. It seems like every VOCALOID model knows about my past now-a-days."

[softpitch]

twistedlovestruck, nanami-harukaaa, rincv02kagamine, textinghim, and ruk0 joined your band;

[ruk0-blog]

As Ruko walked through the city streets, she noticed a small herd of people following a young woman.  The taller of the two females was simply trying to find someone who would be interested in purchasing some of the Sukone wares, since she was on advertisement duty.  Noting that sifting through such a large crowd could be beneficial to her business, Ruko followed the group from the sidelines. 

She hoped that she could capture an opening that wouldn’t involve too much embarrassment.  Sure, she’d say she was good with people most if not all of the time, but convincing someone to buy or purchase a few items was like pulling tooth and nail.

When the crowd stopped abruptly, Ruko continued to step forward.  Since she had been in the back of the group, the young woman hadn’t heard what the seemingly popular lady up front had stated.  Unknowing to her attitude, Ruko flashed a wink the young woman’s way.  “Hello there," she greeted enthusiastically. 

"Would you perhaps be interested in some fine wares?"

[softpitch]

Miriam pinched herself, her temper was always short, but right now is not the moment to beat someone up. Right now, someone was asking her to buy their product. A smug one she is, giving off a wink to Miriam expecting that she would actually buy silverware from her of all people. Did the saleswomen even state which company the silverware came from? The eating utensils could be dirty, have bacteria on them or just plain out rotten.

Messing with her hair, Miriam looked up at the tall teen-looking stranger and now getting a better look, she finally realize who she was talking to. Ruko Yokune; UTAU and caffeine addict. Well, that's what the rumors stated, but that could always be false. But other then that, even if she was a fellow singer and was apart of some type of company also, the snow white female didn't care. At least she's not a VOCALOID. Just be happy she's not a VOCALOID she repeated to herself.

{ ♠ } --- "No. I'm not interest, now would you please leave me alone? I need to be somewhere other than here."

[softpitch]

twistedlovestruck, nanami-harukaaa, rincv02kagamine, textinghim, and ruk0 joined your band;

This is not the time nor the place where the 26 year old wanted a crowd around her. Two UTAUs, one VOCALOID, and one normal human being was following her every step. Oh how annoying it was to have fans or strangers that just want to get in your business; it's not like they care or anything, all they really want is to know what's new and then spread rumors about her. She knew the UTAUs and the VOCALOID Rin, but the female with the multicolored eyes was someone she never seen before in her life. Being social wasn't her thing either. What should I do? Why can't they just leave me alone? Miriam thought to herself, looking away from them.. 

Showing no fear, Miriam turned around and glared at them, thinking about what to do next. I sigh escaped her lips and nothing came to mind. It was depressing to be silent around a crowd like this, and it irked her to even see a crowd of people communicating together. It made her even more angrier than usual, it's gotten to the point that just seeing their faces made her want to vomit. All positive emotions were replaced with negative ones but she had to calm down, she didn't want to get in trouble again with the police. They really didn't cause anything to her anyways.

My emotions getting the best of me again, as always.

{ ♠ } --- "So, what do you guys want anyways? Don't you know it's rude to be following someone? You know, like a stalker?"

[softpitch]

ashiningstarlet and frostbittenwings joined your band;

Walking in the damp winter snow, Mriam left her footprints in the snow as she walked back to her apartment building to grab extra clothes and then head off somewhere else. The soft mush under her feet slowed her down, but if she stopped now, she would never make it to her nest destination. She had to preform at a public fundraiser for people who're in the hospital at the moment and not being there would ruin her and her reputation. Her acoustic guitar was on her back also slowing her down some, hoping that by the end of the snow storm it would be in okay condition. 

A silhouette was in the distance and all the VOCALOID could do was stand there in quiet. What should she do? She never knew someone was coming this way, she made sure no one came near this area around this time. Taking her guitar off of her back, she held it in front of her, using it as a weapon if needed. She doubts that the stranger is hostile, but there's no telling what goes through someone else's mind.

{ ♠ } --- "... I guess you're also following this path."

[softpitch]

WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

{ ♠ } —- “The only thing I can think of is me singing for myself long ago and then picking up an acoustic guitar and started playing. That’s near the time when I from the ‘family’ and went to live on my own. I’m sure they didn’t miss me anyways."

[softpitch]

I cheated myself, like I knew I would.

 The white haired VOCALOID walked around the dark, filthy streets alone, shady-looking strangers observing her every movement. A beautiful woman she was, but she never liked the attention she gained because of her looks. Putting her hand on her silver headphones and using the other to turn up the volume, the rhythm of her footsteps quickened as she began to jog away from everyone. She needed to get away, to get away from everything. Having the fear of being in huge crowds, her personality changed drastically, becoming sourer than she usually is.

The loneliness she once knew and enjoyed was gone and replaced with rage and regret. Why did she go outside in the first place? Ah, that’s right, she wanted to buy a new acoustic guitar for herself and to preform at a nearby shelter for the homeless. She never knew that she would go through so much trouble for one little thing. Her music wasn’t even popular, but seeing the smiles on her audience’s face was something that made her feel like she belonged with everyone and not some type of outsider. If only she could feel those feelings instead of the one she’s feeling right now.

Still walking, Miriam closed her eyes and breathed in and out; trying to calm herself down before she goes back to finding a music store nearby. The nearest one was at least four miles away from where she’s standing now, so it wouldn’t take that long if no one interrupts her walking. But of course, someone will, and that person would have to pay the price for doing so. Looking back, it seemed that someone was following her. Her breathing became heavy from all of her running but soon, the VOCALOID stopped running and faced her stalker.

{ ♠ } —- "… And just who’re you?"