Bonjour, It is I, Vine Blossom! Lover of Grape Juice and Lesbians!
I'm still learning Japanese, so please pardon me if I mess up!
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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roma★
Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor
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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
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@umavines
Bonjour, It is I, Vine Blossom! Lover of Grape Juice and Lesbians!
I'm still learning Japanese, so please pardon me if I mess up!
[Kronii is holding a time portal safety drill for Promise]
Kronii: Can anyone tell me what to do if you encounter a time portal?
Baelz: Oh, sure. Use it to skip to the end of this lecture!
[She and IRyS laugh]
Kronii: Zip it, shrimp! Okay, T-I-M-E. Tell someone. Identify where the portal goes to. Make a plan. And: Enter the time portal, comma, not!
IRyS: Kronii, that last one is really confusing.
Kronii: You try coming up with something that starts with “E”, maggot!
Expect Dinosaurs!
I had some photos for my racewear today… I think it turned out good..?
in loving memory of my favorite shirt
turmeric kun update
Hmm hmm hmm. oxiclean loves her for who she is but turmeric cannot help but change her
I love how the reblogs are either:
Arguing about weather oxyclean or turmeric is a better pairing for white shirt..
Pointing out that UV light gets rid of the stain...
Or suggesting the shirt gets dyed fully orange with more turmeric.
Never change, Tumblr.
Or suggesting the
shirt gets dyed fully orange
with more turmeric.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
A romance for the ages.
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
────﹒♡﹒────
"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
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Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
"Thank you very much, give me a bit and I'll hopefully have it fixed!"
"Thanks very much, we'll leave you to it."
Blossom turns to @cutecurren
"Guess we got some time to kill.... wanna get some food and proper clothes?"
Curren followed her friend out of the engenering department after thanking Maruzensky.
She glanced down at her outift, a crudely fashioned sarong and matching bra, created entirely out of leaves. It provided little coverage, appropriate from proventing heatstroke under the hot prehistoric sun, but in the air conditioned hall of Tracen, she found herself begining to shiver.
"Yeah. That sounds great. I forgot how cold air conditioning can be. And I'm pretty sure I look a little silly. Not cute at all..."
"Well, reverse inflation should serve us well for getting something worth wearing and eating."
Blossom pulls out a wallet with cash money inside. Most of it is French, but she has a small amount of Japanese Yen.
"I'm honestly not sure what's around here, but the city layout can't be too different. I guess we should just see where our feet take us?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
They leave and find a small market after a lot of wandering.
Curren happily skipped around the market, ignoring pedestrian's glances at her strange clothes and dishevled apperance.
She stoped in front of a small stall selling clothes and accsessories, and pulled a short, white, lacy dress from the rack.
She slipped on a matching headband and pair of gogo boots, topping her outfit off with a pair of plastic, daisy shapped sunglassess. The look was sleek, and suitably retro.
Curren twirled happily. "Why did we ever stop wearing these! I look soo cute!"
She smiled at Vine Blossom. "Ya know, trends always cycle back! We could make 70's inspired the next trend! My followers are sure to love it!"
She grabbed a handful of clothes off their hangers and shoved the other uma into a dressing room.
"Your turn next!" ♪
"Ok!"
Blossom just grabs the nearest outfit that fits and tries it on. She has no idea what looks good on her or not.
Curren winced as Blossom exited the dressing room. The other uma clearly didn't have any idea how to dress herself. Her current outfit, was in Curren's opinion, rather garish. Some trends were meant to stay in the past, shoulder pads were a prime example of that.
Additionally, Blossom's chosen outfit didn't fit her body type. Curren was sure that something that fit a little tighter would look better. Preferably something in Blossom's color family too.
The gray haired uma searched the clothing rack for something unique, stopping at a pair of stylish bell bottom jeans. This could work. She just needed a top. And accessories too, of course. Every trendsetter knew how to accessorize.
She pulled out a yellow v neck crop top, with long, billowy sleeves. Yellow went well with Blossom's hair, Curren thought.
"Maybe try this? Your current outfits a bit baggy, I think this'll fit your figure better. Plus, you'll look super chic! ☆
"Ok. You're the fashion expert here."
Blossom went to try on the outfit Curren selected for her. Her purple hair did slightly contrast the yellow, but it did so beautifully. The jeans were a bit baggy for her taste, but they worked.
"Eee! You look so cuteee! We're going to be the hottest girls in town with this! Ehehe." ♪
Curren leaned in to snap a quick selfie. She was totally posting this on all her socials.
It only took a few moments to check out, thank the goddesses, because Curren was starving. She couldn't wait to eat something other than poorly cooked dinosaur meat. She had probably taken real food for granted.
Curren Chan turned towards her friend. "Let's get something to eat! I'm sure you're hungry too. I can't wait to have something other than dinosaur!", she said, fake gagging for emphesis.
"We should be able to find something to eat nearby."
Blossom is blushing slightly from Curren's compliment.
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
────﹒♡﹒────
"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ ✧ ₊˚
Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
"Thank you very much, give me a bit and I'll hopefully have it fixed!"
"Thanks very much, we'll leave you to it."
Blossom turns to @cutecurren
"Guess we got some time to kill.... wanna get some food and proper clothes?"
Curren followed her friend out of the engenering department after thanking Maruzensky.
She glanced down at her outift, a crudely fashioned sarong and matching bra, created entirely out of leaves. It provided little coverage, appropriate from proventing heatstroke under the hot prehistoric sun, but in the air conditioned hall of Tracen, she found herself begining to shiver.
"Yeah. That sounds great. I forgot how cold air conditioning can be. And I'm pretty sure I look a little silly. Not cute at all..."
"Well, reverse inflation should serve us well for getting something worth wearing and eating."
Blossom pulls out a wallet with cash money inside. Most of it is French, but she has a small amount of Japanese Yen.
"I'm honestly not sure what's around here, but the city layout can't be too different. I guess we should just see where our feet take us?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
They leave and find a small market after a lot of wandering.
Curren happily skipped around the market, ignoring pedestrian's glances at her strange clothes and dishevled apperance.
She stoped in front of a small stall selling clothes and accsessories, and pulled a short, white, lacy dress from the rack.
She slipped on a matching headband and pair of gogo boots, topping her outfit off with a pair of plastic, daisy shapped sunglassess. The look was sleek, and suitably retro.
Curren twirled happily. "Why did we ever stop wearing these! I look soo cute!"
She smiled at Vine Blossom. "Ya know, trends always cycle back! We could make 70's inspired the next trend! My followers are sure to love it!"
She grabbed a handful of clothes off their hangers and shoved the other uma into a dressing room.
"Your turn next!" ♪
"Ok!"
Blossom just grabs the nearest outfit that fits and tries it on. She has no idea what looks good on her or not.
Curren winced as Blossom exited the dressing room. The other uma clearly didn't have any idea how to dress herself. Her current outfit, was in Curren's opinion, rather garish. Some trends were meant to stay in the past, shoulder pads were a prime example of that.
Additionally, Blossom's chosen outfit didn't fit her body type. Curren was sure that something that fit a little tighter would look better. Preferably something in Blossom's color family too.
The gray haired uma searched the clothing rack for something unique, stopping at a pair of stylish bell bottom jeans. This could work. She just needed a top. And accessories too, of course. Every trendsetter knew how to accessorize.
She pulled out a yellow v neck crop top, with long, billowy sleeves. Yellow went well with Blossom's hair, Curren thought.
"Maybe try this? Your current outfits a bit baggy, I think this'll fit your figure better. Plus, you'll look super chic! ☆
"Ok. You're the fashion expert here."
Blossom went to try on the outfit Curren selected for her. Her purple hair did slightly contrast the yellow, but it did so beautifully. The jeans were a bit baggy for her taste, but they worked.
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
────﹒♡﹒────
"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ ✧ ₊˚
Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
"Thank you very much, give me a bit and I'll hopefully have it fixed!"
"Thanks very much, we'll leave you to it."
Blossom turns to @cutecurren
"Guess we got some time to kill.... wanna get some food and proper clothes?"
Curren followed her friend out of the engenering department after thanking Maruzensky.
She glanced down at her outift, a crudely fashioned sarong and matching bra, created entirely out of leaves. It provided little coverage, appropriate from proventing heatstroke under the hot prehistoric sun, but in the air conditioned hall of Tracen, she found herself begining to shiver.
"Yeah. That sounds great. I forgot how cold air conditioning can be. And I'm pretty sure I look a little silly. Not cute at all..."
"Well, reverse inflation should serve us well for getting something worth wearing and eating."
Blossom pulls out a wallet with cash money inside. Most of it is French, but she has a small amount of Japanese Yen.
"I'm honestly not sure what's around here, but the city layout can't be too different. I guess we should just see where our feet take us?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
They leave and find a small market after a lot of wandering.
Curren happily skipped around the market, ignoring pedestrian's glances at her strange clothes and dishevled apperance.
She stoped in front of a small stall selling clothes and accsessories, and pulled a short, white, lacy dress from the rack.
She slipped on a matching headband and pair of gogo boots, topping her outfit off with a pair of plastic, daisy shapped sunglassess. The look was sleek, and suitably retro.
Curren twirled happily. "Why did we ever stop wearing these! I look soo cute!"
She smiled at Vine Blossom. "Ya know, trends always cycle back! We could make 70's inspired the next trend! My followers are sure to love it!"
She grabbed a handful of clothes off their hangers and shoved the other uma into a dressing room.
"Your turn next!" ♪
"Ok!"
Blossom just grabs the nearest outfit that fits and tries it on. She has no idea what looks good on her or not.
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
────﹒♡﹒────
"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
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Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
"Thank you very much, give me a bit and I'll hopefully have it fixed!"
"Thanks very much, we'll leave you to it."
Blossom turns to @cutecurren
"Guess we got some time to kill.... wanna get some food and proper clothes?"
Curren followed her friend out of the engenering department after thanking Maruzensky.
She glanced down at her outift, a crudely fashioned sarong and matching bra, created entirely out of leaves. It provided little coverage, appropriate from proventing heatstroke under the hot prehistoric sun, but in the air conditioned hall of Tracen, she found herself begining to shiver.
"Yeah. That sounds great. I forgot how cold air conditioning can be. And I'm pretty sure I look a little silly. Not cute at all..."
"Well, reverse inflation should serve us well for getting something worth wearing and eating."
Blossom pulls out a wallet with cash money inside. Most of it is French, but she has a small amount of Japanese Yen.
"I'm honestly not sure what's around here, but the city layout can't be too different. I guess we should just see where our feet take us?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
They leave and find a small market after a lot of wandering.
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
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"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
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Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
"Thank you very much, give me a bit and I'll hopefully have it fixed!"
"Thanks very much, we'll leave you to it."
Blossom turns to @cutecurren
"Guess we got some time to kill.... wanna get some food and proper clothes?"
Curren followed her friend out of the engenering department after thanking Maruzensky.
She glanced down at her outift, a crudely fashioned sarong and matching bra, created entirely out of leaves. It provided little coverage, appropriate from proventing heatstroke under the hot prehistoric sun, but in the air conditioned hall of Tracen, she found herself begining to shiver.
"Yeah. That sounds great. I forgot how cold air conditioning can be. And I'm pretty sure I look a little silly. Not cute at all..."
"Well, reverse inflation should serve us well for getting something worth wearing and eating."
Blossom pulls out a wallet with cash money inside. Most of it is French, but she has a small amount of Japanese Yen.
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
────﹒♡﹒────
"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ ✧ ₊˚
Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
"Thank you very much, give me a bit and I'll hopefully have it fixed!"
"Thanks very much, we'll leave you to it."
Blossom turns to @cutecurren
"Guess we got some time to kill.... wanna get some food and proper clothes?"
Curren blinked slowly and pushed of her elbows into a sitting position. Her vision was blurry, but gradually she began to make out the shapes around her.
She was sitting in a large grassy field- no, that wasn't right. The grass beneath her felt far to manicured to be naturally growing.
She was sitting in a stretch of turf, the kind laid out for athletes to run on.
Curren took a quick scan of her surroundings. Just above a small row of trees she could make out the familiar blue roof and signature bell tower of Tracen Academy's main building.
She turned towards Vine Blossom, who was lying in the turf, facedown, next to her.
She smiled brightly and shook her friend excidedly. "Blossom!! We did it! It worked! We're home!"
She heard her phone buzz and quickly grabbed it, wiping any remaning dirt from its surface.
Her smile was short lived as she glanced at the date. May 13, 1976.
"Shit."
────﹒♡﹒────
"Confusion! Who are you?"
Standing in front of Curren is the Academy Director, looking not a day different from when Curren last saw her. Only... she's in a student uniform.
*And... another familiar face soon rears her head. A younger looking Tazuna, having a break after training. Both of them have umamusume ears and taild, like any other student*
Hm..? Sight, who are these two?
"I don't know! Why are you calling me Sight? My name is Northern Taste!"
Taste is very confused at the moment, it seems.
....sorry, I don't know what got into me!
// oops.
Next I'll be calling you smell or something! I think I took training a bit too hard, today.
"Rest well. You know your leg hasn't been doing well. Wish the school could've treated it better."
Curren's eyes darted between the two umamusume in disbelief. They're identities were obvious, but Curren couldn't quite believe it. She supposed the rumors were true afterall.
She took a deep breath and approached the strangers. She hoped she didn't look too disheveled, it had been a while since she had been able to have a bath.
"Umm, hello...are you....err.", she stammered slightly.
"My name's Curren Chan, and I was wondering if either of you would be able to help me out."
₊˚ ✧ ━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━ ✧ ₊˚
Vine Blossom has fainted from shock after meeting the Tokino Minoru.
Oh? Are you two new students? Well, what do ya need help with?
"It's a long story... but in short... we have a time machine that we need to fix."
Blossom pulls the time machine, which is about the size of a small car, out of her pocket and places it down.
*She blinks*
Where did... that come from??? What is this??
"A time machine."
This explains nothing.
Uh... I'd... recommend going to the director. I suppose?
"My mom doesn't need to be bothered by this. I can handle it. You just need materials, right?"
Curren nodded, trying not to stare at the director's ears.
"That's right. But I'm not really sure what materials we need, Tachyon was the one who built the time machine, and she's not with us."
She glanced hopefully at Vine Blossom, hoping the other girl would know.
Blossom eventually recovered from her extreme shock and pulled up the blueprints on her phone.
"Let's see... materials listed... ah... mostly titanium."
She says, speaking French. It seems that seeing Tokino Minoru in her prime shocked her so bad that she reverted back to her native tongue.
Curren had learned a few English words from her conversations with Taiki, but when it came to French, she was completely out of her depth.
"Ummm....I don't sepak...Dutch?? German?? I actually have no idea what language your speaking right now."
Blossom blinked a few times, blushing from embarrassment.
"We need titanium and aluminum to fix the exterior panels, but the internal mechanisms need specific parts..."
Blossom repeated herself in Japanese, explaining the needed parts and materials.
Northern Taste thought for a moment, having understood the initial French... to some degree. It was definitely a different dialect than what she was used to.
"I think we can find those parts in the engineering department? Maruzensky should be able to help, she's worked on cars before."
Curren styfled a laugh. She couldn't believe Maruzensky was actually that old! She looked so young! Curren would have to ask for her skincare routine.
"Alright. That should work. Hopefully Maruzen knows what she's doing."
"Sacre Blu! She's actually that old?!"
Blossom just looked impressed, but Northern Taste pointed them in the right direction, so finding Maruzensky shouldn't be an issue.
Curren Chan thanked Akikawa before heading off in the direction of the engineering department. She beconed for Vine Blossom to follow.
"Right! Now we just need to find Mazuzensky!"
Blossom stowed the time machine in her inventory before following after Curren to the engineering department, where hopefully they could find Maruzensky.
"And hope she can help fix this thing."
Of course, when they enter, they see Maru hovering over a car, because of course she is. She's pretty absorbed in her work
Blossom approaches Maru and puts down the time machine.
"Can you help us fix this?"
The dinosaurs are still with them.
"Oh- He-" as she looks and immediately is just, flabbergasted
"C-can a help you gals out at all?"
Curren smiled and approached the older umamusume.
"Yeah, sorry. This is kind of a lot. We were stuck in the past for a bit, anyway. Wer'e stundents from future Tracen academy, and were wondering if you could help us fix our time machine."
"Oh- yeah, I can take a look for you" she grabs the device and starts to look it over
"Thanks a bunch! Do you think you can fix it?"
"I'll try to fix it lickity split!"
"Thanks so much. Here are the blueprints."
Blossom hands over the blueprints for the time machine. It's somewhat similar to a modified car, so it shouldn't be too hard to fix.
Himejoshi ghost girl who watches girls kiss without their knowledge
reblog if you'd let her watch you kiss girls, she's gonna do it anyway btw
The ghost girl can join!~
Curren is the cutest there is, right?
Yes
my first ita bag!!
i think it's just so cute! i tried doing semi-repeat style because i loved the illustration so much. though it does hurt my ears a bit with its sound lol
at a bob ross challenge panel rn but i stopped paying attention and drew tickezo instead
The Poly Ship of the Day is:
Biwa Hayahide x Narita Taishin x Winning Ticket from Umamusume Pretty Derby