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Boom De Yada.KyoLen: Woah. Sakerune: It never gets old, huh? KyoLen: Nope. Sakerune: It kinda makes you wanna.. KyoLen: Break out into song? Sakerune: Yup. ... I love my condoms. KyoLen: I fuckin' love my tie. Rin: I love road rollas~ Karai and Kaito: *pointing to eachother* I totally love this guy~ Teto: I love the whole world, and all the kinds of breads~ ~Boomdeyada, Boomdeyada, Boomdeyada, Boomdeyada~ Ruko: I love Zatsune~ Lulu: I love real fluffy things! Retsu: I love to fly high! Spicy Andy: I love all of my rings~! Prima: I love the whole world~ ..Boom De Yada.
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| Name : Mayashima Anju [ma-ya-SHI-ma AN-ju] Age : 16 Birthday: 11 June Height : 145 Weight : 112kg Program : UTAU Sakusei Items : Modified Tazer [it shoots laser beams!] Traits : Slightly bipolar, shifts from happy to upset to psycho in a matter of minutes. Has another personality that was hidden in her programming, 'The Red Queen,' as she calls it. She too wants to rule the world. Appearance: To be Updated. "Somebody, get me a waffle." |
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- Current Residence: The Vocaloid Mansion!
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: ...Whatever fits?
- Print preference: Say what.
- Interests: Singing! Dancing! Being The Red Queen!
- Favourite band or musician: Myself~ And Makoko, Prima, everyone else in the Red Army! Oh, my brother too~
- Favourite style of art: Music~
- Operating System: SAKUSEI . os
- Personal Quote: "Somebody, get me a waffle."
- Website: http://hi.im/sophipedia
- Email: AnjuBerries@gmail.com
- MSN: hostdogfujioka@hotmail.com
- Skype: ratatata.bangbang
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BOO!
(( Fail attempt at starting an RP, oho. ))
UWAAAH!!
(( SENNYYYY. Fff, this works- don't worry, oho. ))
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...and someone get me some waffles.
I got you!
A moment of fear crossed the usually-carefree singer's mind. Where was Anju? Was she all right? Or was she...? She briefly imagined the little queen in the situation that Mr. Mikuo now found himself in-- gashes all over his body, bleeding red (red, red, she was the Queen, after all) all over the floor, one arm flung several feet away...
She didn't want to think about it. About the possibility that Anju had been injured-- by someone else-- killed-- by someone else? That was a horrifying thought.
Horrifying, but very much like Anju. She was a little bundle of surprises, that one. Right when Prima would be starting to get complacent, suddenly that girl would step in and turn everything on its head. Right when Prima would accept that she was going to be a true Knight and come to the aid of all girls everywhere, all princesses, in would come the one and only Red Queen to command her to follow me and don't look at anyone else, and she would have to obey. And right when Prima would line up her ducks and say to herself, "Nobody is going to vanquish the Red Queen but this Knight"... she would be crushed to death under a freak roadroller...?
It couldn't be, it couldn't be, she would not allow it!
Perhaps Anju had been in the garden shed. That was always her special place, where she went when she wanted to be alone (or when she wanted someone to find her.) That had to be it. The diva just prayed that the shed had been unharmed during the carnage...]
((Just because.))
[It really... really had taken the Queen by surprise-- the carnage, the result of this accident. Or rather, this near-murder. The sound of pained yells from the others rang out from the dry walls. Some were shouting, some were screaming, some were in distress.
But Anju was smart.
She just stood there.
With the building collapsing above her-- she just stood there and was near to being smashed to a pulp. However, why run from danger when it just happens nonetheless? She had learned that the hard way, sad enough.
Once she was sure the crumbling would stop, she had attempted to wriggle out from beneath some concrete. Her clothes were slightly torn, hair a wreck, hairbow undone. But she was strong!
A Queen!!
Mostly unscathed, save for her right hand hanging off her wrist by a few wires, she stumbled away to her shed.
The right people would know that she was there.
And save her.
Right?
She was indeed curious as to who was the one behind this unfortunate disaster... She really wondered.
And for a minute, a smirk played on her lips as her system hummed...
...eyes glowing red.]
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...and someone get me some waffles.
On the outside.
She pushed the door open carefully, never liking the uneven grit of the doorhandle under her gloves. Inside it was dark-- it was always dark-- and for a moment Prima believed that it was empty... And that was when she saw the red glimmer shining out of the blackness.
When the light glows red it means Stop, doesn't it?
It was her.]
Oh, Anju, I'm so relieved; I'm glad you escaped here...! Are you all right?
You're... not hurt, are you?
Are you...?
"H-Hello, Prima...! I'm... not hurt?"
[With a weak giggle, she raised her arm, hand hanging off her wrist by only a few wires. Soon, it fell and snapped off. The dismembered, robotic hand lay on the ground, fingers twitching.]
"...Ohwow that is creepy."
[Eye giving a small twitch, she looked back up at Prima. She didn't care if she were to die-- was Prima okay?]
"B-But... What's important is it you're oka-- !!"
[Attempting to stand, she only crumbled and folded to the ground.
Yeah, that did hurt.]
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...and someone get me some waffles.
Anju, you are hurt! Oh, no... Don't move, I'm right here...!
[She rushed over to the heap of unmoving Anju, doing her best to gather her up but forgetting the lost hand. She couldn't feel anything broken when she carried her, but something had to be wrong...]
Hold still, now, we need to take you to the medic-room as soon as possible.
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