#shsl translator

[drdoubt]

Miura Shiori

Miura Shiori (美裏栞）

Height: 152 cm (5’00)

Weight: 50kg (110lbs)

Likes: Baked goods

Dislikes: The dark

Miura is a mute translator, and learned to sign from her grandmother. She has loved watching foreign movies since she was a child and it eventually perked her interest in learning other languages. Despite her small girl-like appearance, Miura’s handwriting is very “manly”

Being unable to speak, Miura is often forgotten during group conversations and now carries a whistle to get her peers’ attention. 

[ouma--kokichis]

YEYE, finally got her finished XXD - SHSL Translator, Miura Shiori-chan!

Miura is mute- unable to speak, however is able to translate through writing and sign language. She also understands braille. Miura purposely allows her emotions to be easily read in order to communicate better with people around her.

Kandai (SHSL Volunteer) can sign as well and she becomes close to him. This makes her very happy since the lack of being able to speak has made it difficult for Miura to make close friends. The circumstance of the Killing Games don’t make this easier either. Please cheer for this child. 

[ouma--kokichis]

So the winner of the OC poll is... the SHSL Translator, Miura Shiori!!!

So some information on her~

Miura was not born mute. She learned sign language from her grandmother. Miura's interest in foreign languages came from her love for movies from abroad. This helped her get into different languages. Miura is aiming to learn more rural languages, but also will need a voice imitating device that will talk for her in order to do that.

[kokichi-ooma]

What if SHSL Checkerboard Neo Hitler wants us all to think he was imprisoned for being a tyrannical ruler, but he really got put in jail for illegally downloading music and movies? I would be on board for that.

I swear I’d probably end up laughing for a straight 5 hours and be completely okay with it holy shit

[starsandtea]

The distinctive sound of the TARDIS rang out across the island, as Alistair brought it down for a landing on the beach. He'd heard... things, about this island. Killings and more formalized executions both... It would be good to put a stop to them. Something both his mum and his grandmother would want him to do.

He straightened his clothes, being sure they were perfect, before returning his various Pokemon to their pokeballs and putting them in his pockets, alongside his cellphone. Good thing they were dimensionally transcendental...

He pushed open the doors of the TARDIS, presently disguised as a support pillar on one of the buildings dotting the place, and stepped out onto the beach. Dark blue eyes scanned the area, looking for any sign of life.