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Emma and Doremi's RP--the evil masuta, part 2
Doremi got onto their shared computer, and because all trust was built between Masuta and the Vocaloids, they were on a shared network of main computers. Doremi logged into the shared computer foldr, she logged onto Masuta's computer. She copied vocaloid onto hers, and Miku's voicebank.
Wait, he might come after me if he finds out I did it....
Doremi thought to herself, so she copied her voicebank into her computer as well. She uploaded everything onto 2 USB devices: Miku's voicebank on one, hers on the other. She changed into her Idol outfit and took out her hello kitty laptop. She turned it on. "Come on! You're so slow today!" She scolded the laptop. "Finally!" She sighed exasperated, and she put the USBs into her computer. However, her laptop wasn't on the shared network--She bought it separately. She put the laptop in her backpack and walked into Masuta's room to see what was going on.
"Miku..." Masuta started. "Yes....?" Miku replied, very sure of what woul
Emma and Doremi's RP--the evil masuta, part 1
OKAY! Because I'm super awesome I'm uploading a roleplay me and my friend Emma did (Millipowergirl). It's mostly about Miku, iroha, and the evil masuta(Lol I love how THAT turned out.)
Also, I may get some parts mixed up, so just don't...hate on me for it...
Well, I'll say one thing first, so no one get's confused, I'm listing out the cast. Yeah, how dumb is that? it's just so no one gets confused.....
I'm listing off how it was in the RP, okay??
Emma(Millipowergirl)--Yumi/Miku Hatsune/Code Lyoko group/Masuta/Intercom
Alrighty....small ain't it?
Well, let's get started!
(NOTE: we roleplayed for about 2 hours so this might get lengthy because I love writing, well more so TYPING stories.)
(NOTE TO EMMA: now I might get some stuff wrong, so please don't kill me for this...)
Yumi looked around. "Where are we?" She asked Jeremie. "Yeah Einstien where are we exactly?" Odd demanded. But far away, someone
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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