「重音テト」

ersatz (adj): made or used as a substitute, typically an inferior one. Do not follow! private roleplay blog of twindrills; a safe haven away from pressure.

[tetosama]

     ❀:// The second day of spring blooms and blossoms; so she unravels from her cocoon and steps outside, all in its dazzling glory. Oh, a familiar countenance? "I spy with my little eyes, Megurine Luka!!" A smile wafts its way upon her lips, "Hey, it's really nice out, isn't it? Hehe." 

[kiyosensei]

great teacher kiyoteru ?!

How did this happen, exactly? He’d never taught high school students before. He’d been transferred here for some strange reason, from his comfortable spot as a third grade teacher at the elementary school. And now he was a music teacher. He’d admittedly always wanted to be one, but with the way things were hadn’t thought he’d ever make it. Absorbed in his thoughts, the man didn’t realize he was making even more of a mess out of his desk space.

[tetosama]

          — ❀; She was going to do it; finally enroll into a school and attend classes rather than wander about on the streets. The mere notion of 'education' was just a bunch of ludicrous shenanigans that adults forced upon to view the pain and suffering of the youths. Clicking her heels against the newly glossed flooring, shuffles of papers soon resounded the empty hallways; her schedule was laid out in an chronological order with lunch being at fifth period. Grudgingly omitting a sigh, her posture slumped against the aperture of the music room before enveloping her palm against the cool metallic knob. Churning it with such sluggish behavior, crimson optics peeked between the open gaps -- it seemed as if no one was in the room. Lips pursed together in a line, the pertinacious femme abided her position only to bellow into the room in which resounded her vocals. "... Hello? Anyone there?"  

[tetosama]

Sissy:

Mommy:

// ☼ One worry weighs in at her ear and the other right in front. Two disturbances pull at different nerves and her voice aids the first as her hands the second. “Aah, Yuka-chan? Hello, hello— I apologize for disturbing b—" Well. Here comes the third issue of the day! Water scalded the teeming edges of the pot and sizzled violently on the stove top, causing her to release the phone for a moment in order to yank the overheating mess from the flame.                              "Are y-- ok...y? Y--..idn't ne-- b... th.. lon--"

// ☼ Asides from static, that portion of broken transmission was all that fell through to the other end of the line. Maa, ii. It would suffice. Noises of the receiver rapping against the laminate countertop spoke a mouthful to her lavender rabbit before the crisp soprano in her voice could clearly ring through again. “Yuka-chan? Are you still there? Yes? I’m… with Teto right now, actually, and we were wondering whether or not you’d like to accompany us tonight? A sleepover… of sorts. Oh," the conversation swerves. “Teto, would you happen to have flour, eggs, butter, sugar, and vanilla extract in the house? I thought if she agreed, we could all make cookies tonight." Baking was almost always a pleasant alternative to lonesome nights— as she knew this best. A mirthful warmth tugged on the corners of her lips, hinting she was somewhere far beyond reality.            "Shortbread… sounds lovely."

     あ ;  Goodness, what sort of mayhem ensued over there? The fair handful of jumbled syllables and crinkling static should’ve been another story entirely, but her imagination did not want to prosper in those possibilities. Nevertheless, a softened chuckle spills out with unexpected grace, noticing the petty seconds after to shift over towards a nearby bench. Wouldn’t want to bother anyone with her presence now, ne? A pause took the gap between their intermissions, but patience did her justice. 

                              あ ; Ah, an invitation of sorts. Uncommon they were, and care she did not. Normally. Tension between the two synthesizers still remained intact and had yet to be dissolved, creating unease in her heart. If she were frank, it was… a joy, altogether. Hurt it will, but yet this was still the very Rinrin who befriended her so earnestly two years ago. Factor Teto in, of all people, whom she had grown rather fond of, if she could say. Almost a younger sister to her, and while words have exchanged a pitiful amount of times, the placement of their encounters had not been overlooked. Hah, interesting. A smile slips in, and then, she understood.                     

☎: That would be wonderful. Is it really alright for me to join?

          — ❀; "Gah!" She lept at the sizzling water initiating its boil, the sounds catching her off guard. It was a wonder how she even began to strive without the basic knowledge of culinary arts. Her attention was brought back to the flaxen femme only to inquire the status of Yukari. I wonder if this would really be alright... "Mmm, is Yuka-chan gonna come over too? Is she too busy or somethin`?" It would most definitely be considered rude that she didn't want Yukari to come over, as her remaining thoughts consisted of hesitation if it was a such a great idea to even allow Rin to stay. Both individuals held an abundant amount of importance to the notorious DIVA and to put them in danger of her own selfishness wasn't quite right. Attention nimbly swerving back to Rin, a jitter of nodding soon ensued, to answer her inquiry of course. "Cookies? How'da know they were my favorite kind of sweets? But I like chewy sweets too! Oh, some of that stuff sounds super duper familiar .. I think we keep most of it in the fridge? Ah! You can check the fridge and I'll go check the cabinet, yeah?" 

               A beam soon adorned her countenance as well as a tiny chuckle before skittering towards the series of cabinets garnishing her kitchen. Friends... Such a noun reverberated throughout her system, only to present a joyful mood. She viewed the distance the cabinets held from her position, huffing at the pickle she stumbled upon once more. "Fear not great citizens of the Kasane army! For the Queen has come to nourish you all!" Usual chants of nonsense ensued, existing only to humor herself for a duration of time. Fingers enveloping the corners of a wooden chair, the twintailed DIVA commenced to inspect the contents of the existing cabinet. "Uuuuhh, I found the sugar! I think.. well it's either sugar or salt, but it says 'Splenda' and sugary stuff is splendid, right? Oh! We've got some ... 'Pure Vanilla Extract'. Whoa! Pure? Does that mean there's a tainted version of it too? Whaddya think, Rin?"