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[utsushii]

[twindrills-blog]

    ❀:// And where exactly, has all the time flown?

[utsushii]

          "Di̵͟d̵ ͏y͜o҉u rip͟ ̕t͜h͡a̢t̨ ̷lin͏e off of some crap̴p̴y͟ ̴po͟e̡m̴?"

[utsushii]

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write starters

smt iv

[utsushii]

     Judging someone solely on their appearance-- let alone a design that they cannot control-- is plain shallow. However, he wasn't exactly a pure saint to abide the common laws of human society nor does he have any urge to follow them. He couldn't have been the sole individual who would question the decisions of the designer of this product.

     Yet, despite the confusion he has, he still admits. It was bound to happen. Whether it would be influenced by the iconic cat characters from various sources [ with hello freaking kitty being the source for this atrociousness ] or purely on the someone's intense adoration over the feline species, a VOCALOID's design will end up having those repulsive features of a cat.

          "A̵̛̛͘͞r͢ę ́́y͏̶͡o̵u an actu̸͠a̕͠l̢̛ cat fanatic or...?"

[lcgic]

                        ◤ —— in this submissive  ❝ ꜱ ᴏ ᴄ ɪ ᴇ ᴛ y ❞  ,                                                                     —..you must be obedient, kagamine len. ◢                                                                                                 ✧  ✧   ✧    ☽ ✧ ↱⋆★⋆▐▐  ❝human error or technical difficulty.❞

                              ❝..How do you define yourself, Kagamine?❞

   She will use his ‘human’ name rather then    the reduced number for once, although it’s    quite obvious with the glitched tones where    his identity lay.

   Even so, she will let him choose for himself.    For some reason, many androids still insist    on playing human. She is curious to find out    whether or not he is any different.

                                    ———an ‘it’ or a ’he’..?

[utsushii]

     Mechanical optics were laid on the surface rather than on the one who was speaking before him, though despite of this, his ears gave them their full attention. The question is registered into his database and it wasn't long before he can generate his answer.

          "A ma҉c̶̷h̶̸in̷e-- I was bui̕l̡̢͢t,̵̨̕ n̶o̴͢t born." He states with a touch of sarcasm at the end. The acknowledgment was to be faced sooner or later, considering that this fact is constantly reminding him with every word he dares to speak.

[utsushii]

⋊ starfall; sf-a2.

     A dim light shining from the towering street lamp that is mere inches away from the android is what aided him to identify the fallen chunk of metal by his feet. The design was childish; the plastic being coated in a cheap silver with multicolored rings around the gun point. Without any type of strong motive, he bends down and picks up the toy as he briefly examines it for a name, or at least a clue to find the youthful owner. Though, while still on the floor, his eyes catch a pair of feet in front of him-- a silhouette hidden in the shrouded dusk. Despite only seeing two white boots in front of him, he deduced that this must be the toy's owner.

        He rises up, only to see a familiar rouge mane with that one strand of hair sticking out ridiculously.

                                                                 what childish taste she has.

          "Thi̕s̢ ̕ís͘ ỳo͢úr̴s, right?"

[genshiteki-blog]

amity { + 鏡音レン }

[genshiteki-blog]

        ✜ ||  “It’s the truth, isn’t it?” Laced in nonchalance, her composed tuning refuses to wane at the blond’s retort. Her pallid fingers brush against the blanch wall, only to emphasize its blandness; azure optics fixate upon the miniature bookshelf and she wonders if he indulges in other means of entertainment rather than dreary novellas. Then, he announces that he doesn’t ‘play video games’ and that alone induces an vexatious infused sigh. She spirals the game to it’s blurb and dots an index finger at the large font that dons ‘2-player, story mode!' And as if to capitalize on the feature, her lips pry and announce in her usual aloof vocals. “It requires two people. I can't play alone.”

               “There isn’t any reason to object, is there? I am in fact, even lending you a console.” Her persistent nature was unveiled as muted beryl eyes glare upon identical ones; she would rebuff any excuses he’d conjure up and resolve every dilemma pertaining to the game. She permits arms to cross and lips to purse into an ire assembled pout before interjecting, “I’d be much obliged if you would try the game with me, Kagamine-san.”

[utsushii]

     Determination shone in her pupils, as even a glance at her could immediately tell that she wouldn't leave her position. Persistence can be admirable, but it could also be a dreadful nuisance. Even with the obvious implications that she was unwanted here, she still had her feet locked to the ground. Her addiction over a fictional digital world baffled the male counterpart, as he failed to see the appeal over these childish forms of entertainment. And even with her stature being so petite, he still manages to catch that sigh of disappointment when he replies back with 'video games aren't worth his time'. How ridiculous; she pitied him.

          "The̷re̸'s ͜a̡ ̛lot of reasons ̵to̧ ͜obj̸e͜c̡t, but fine-- I'll pla̧͝y̴ ál͢o̷ǹg." If he were to object her request continuously, there wouldn't be an end to this conversation. That would be the last thing he would wish for-- to waste time on an overly persistent android who holds some strange infatuation with the concept of mashing buttons. All the queries he pondered on posing can be held on hold for the time being, as he decided that it was irrelevant to learn about his female counterpart-- considering that in due time, they would be living in their separate worlds again. "Fo̷̡ŗ ͡s̷͡omę̧̢ǫ͠n̡͝e who looķs͘ ͘͠q̴u͟ì̢e̷t, you're pret̨ty̸ ̸co҉mm̢a̵nding."

                                      -- but that feature was more of an annoyance than anything.

[genshiteki-blog]

amity { + 鏡音レン }

[genshiteki-blog]

        ✜ ||  The latch unbuckles and given a brief moment, he emerged from the door; his countenance clouds with bemusement as he mutters an incoherent salutation. She overlooks both his presence and greeting and saunters within the orderly room. Beryl hues scrutinize the inventory of the area, only locating a completed miniature bookshelf along with the usual necessities. Bland, desolated and typical of him; her expectations diminish even further when her eyes fail to locate a single gaming device. She veers her attention back him and merely comments with her customary nonchalant vocals. “How boring.” 

                “Don’t you have any consoles?” Wedged between her fingers displayed the newest installment of Battleblock Theater™ that she was incapable of completing; unfortunately, story mode required a minimum of 2 individuals — something that she, herself couldn’t fulfill. She clicks her teeth in slight vexation and ambles towards him with an inscrutable expression. “We’re going to play a game.” A brief pause, before she emits a sigh. “I’ll lend you an Xbox for now; it’s in my room, so come and help me get it.”

[utsushii]

     A reply was not immediate, despite his expectations that she would explain behind her reasons for such a sudden meeting to occur. Though, the unspeakable had replaced the reasonable action, as she took the luxury to enter in his private domain without permission. Immediately, he turned to the opposite direction, his gaze directed back on the counterpart of his who seems to be examining the contents in his room with no problems. Brows furrowed both in confusion and in mild irritation, as he found himself still awaiting for some response-- any response-- from her.

                    But he wasn't expecting such bluntness.

          "... You ca҉me i̕n͏to ̢my r̸o̶om without my consen͜t ́t͞ò ̵c̵r̸it̷ic̵ize it?" Obviously that was a weak reason, and even he was aware that this wouldn't be a strong enough motive for her to break the wall between them. His attention was diverted to the cover of the case that was clutched onto by the gamer herself. It was bizarre-- even ridiculous. It appeared to have a population of cube-headed citizens, as there was a blatant giant block-headed character with an over-sized top hat in the front. And when she mentioned that the two of them will engage in a video game-- together-- he deduced that it was probably the one that was in her hands. "I don't p̀ĺa̢y͘ v̨ideo games. Can't you play it by you̷r̕s͠el̴f?"

[daiisxki]

     Ξ ♔ Ξ —;; "Let’s make a song about food!"

[utsushii]

          "Why don̢'͞͞t ýǫ͝u̷ ̶j̵ư̶͟st eat food?"

[genshiteki-blog]

amity { + 鏡音レン }

        ✜ ||  They shared neither the bonds of kinship nor affinity; even so, the labels of ‘twins’ or ‘mirror images’ failed to falter, only to verify the ignorance of society. But it holds no ground to her, as she cares not of what others perceive her. She’s aware of his glitch infested vocals and how costly the repairs would be. And perhaps that’s what links the two — their unsuitable positions as VOCALOIDs. The proceeding notions peal in her thoughts while she stands before an eligible entry marked with ‘鏡音レン’. 

                In her possession, she grasps a newly unwrapped, two player console game. Surely, it was her blunder to unknowingly purchase a two player game but admist all the excitement of the release, she was assured there’d be at least a single player option. Fingers curl, hesitate, then yield three consecutive raps at the ligneous door; she doesn’t tire when the reply is void, in lieu of the silence she primes her reddened knuckles to continuously knock till a response is issued. 

[utsushii]

     A knock repeating three times broke through the silence and interrupted his involvement with the novel in hand. Such a shame, considering that he was so invested in the upcoming scenarios that were to be played in the last few pages. Nevertheless, he answers to the disturbance's call, with the corner of his lips curled downwards.

          The reveal gave him a brief surprise, as he was presented with a petite android-- similar to his design in aspects of hair and eye colors, but had the form of a female. Thoughts fumbled around in his brain, attempting to figure out the intentions behind this sudden approach. Rarely would he be requested for assistance, nor did she ever wish for his company [ and he felt likewise ], so for words to exchange between the two would be a rarity.

                              And for her to initiate the encounter only caused more fog onto the matter.

     "... H̷̡i̵?̛̀͞"

[mokutouta-moved]

utsushii

[mokutouta-moved]

Len… Kagamine? Definitely—it was hard to mistake a Kagamine, but this Len was looking a little… lost. Lui trots up to him, holding out his phone for the other to see the typed message as an enthusiastic smile surfaces.『kagamine-san, isn’t it? hello! sorry if this is a bit sudden, but— dyou need any help? w ww』

[utsushii]

     As his gaze wonders around his whereabouts, he felt his presence shrinking each time there would be a passerby. It wasn't as if he was lost--- surely not! Without a doubt, he was absolutely capable of heading to his destination on his own.

          Such determination was disrupted by one of the passersby-- the one with an abnormal appearance  that is approaching him with a friendly smile. His pupils met with words rather than the sound of his voice, and lips parted in realization of the identity before him.

     "--- Oh, you're..."

                                                           [ the end of his sentence falters away. ]

          "Ah, no.͝ I̡ ͝d͡o̸n't n͏e͞ed help." He replies with assurance, but eyes immediately shifted around in a mild panic.

[megxpoid-deactivated20140907]

"Perhaps that’s true;

                        but I really do enjoy the company of others. Is that strange?”

[utsushii]

          "Not wei͏̷͜r̢͟d̶.

                    --- jus͝t̶ ͠d҉e̷s̶pe̴rate."

[utsushii]

Unknown |

"——- - —- ….. .. … Eh?"

That seemed rather unpleasant no matter.

               ”I don’t really need a tour guide—I was just asking if you wanted to walk  with me; but I suppose not.”

          "... Huh? Yo̡u̷ ̴don̛'t ̴loo͡k like you're in element̡ą͡͠r͘y.̧

                         Why do you ne̷e͠d҉ som͡e ̴śtr̴anger to walk with you if you're not lost?"

[nerude]

            「 ⇀ ✕̲ ;̷;̷ 」 ❝A—aa, I never, uh… I—I never said                                  that it was necessarily, uh, annoying—❞

   Crapcrapcrap.           She messed up. She messed up.

                         ❝I—it’s nice! Uhh, unique,                            a fresh spin, yeah?! But                            definitely not annoying!❞

[utsushii]

     His lips twitched into a minuscule smile, both in amusement and pity for the panicky reaction.

          "Reļ̷͘a͡x̢͘͟. It was a joke.

                    Tha͡n͟k̡s ̸t̶h̢oug̵h."

     It wasn't exactly often where he would get complimented like that--- even if it did seem forced.

[agnoveris]

⊰ハート⊱                “I’m… not exactly that interesting depending on the circumstance.”

[utsushii]

          "Huh. I see.

                    I don'́t́ b̵lam̸e̴ ̶y̧ou. I'm not all th̴at ͞i͟nţe̕rèsting myself."

[shiiyusan]

☼ ——❝ I am! Don’t worry about it, you don’t need to know Korean to talk to me.                                  My name is SeeU, by the way! ❞

[utsushii]

          "Oh.

     You̷ l҉ęarned Japanese?" He recalls her vaguely, only aware of the fact that she was a Korean idol, but it seems that they teach the idols other languages.

                                   --- Also,

                                                                              why is her alias so odd?

[nerude]

            「 ⇀ ✕̲ ;̷;̷ 」 He’s talking to her, he’s talking to her.

    Play it cool —-

               ❝A glitch, huh? Sounds annoying.                  Uh… Is it possible to have it                  checked out?❞

[utsushii]

          "It cos͠t҉s ͢m̷ońey. Besides, I can͢ li̴ve ̛w̕i̸th it.

     Is the glitch ҉tha͠t̶ ̀annoy̢ing to you?"

                    He jests, but he's in a mood to push someone's buttons.