Rin Kagamine
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Rin was actually THIS close to crying, before she heard Pareo. And Gris. And Meiji. And the sound of her chomping down on pancakes. She wasn't even aware that she had ordered two plates of pancakes, and she...really didn't taste anything. Taking a deep breath, she backed away from the pancakes. If she went on some sort of auto pilot self care, it sure didn't help! She was lucky androids couldn't get fat, pah, how pathetic!
That's right, her fans had told her she had done well. That was better then any lame solitary comfort munching. Okay, maybe midnight solitary munching was slightly cool, but nothing was sweeter then words. She lived by word play, so shouldn't it be alright for her to live by word praise? Yes, yes it was!
She was Rin Kagamine, one of the most popular virtual divas there was! Rin Kagamine doesn't cry, well, not actual crying. Sad crying was something for something
actually serious. Something more serious then even her roadroller breaking down or Len winning!
Rin jumped up, and went to give Pareo a big hug as soon as she came down. She would give Gris and Meiji one, but...Oh screw it! Rin went to hug-
The announcements. Rin listened, clapped, slightly regretted her performance, ate another pancake. Of course, no one was as good as her (If only she had a second chance! Grghh!), but they were good. RIn clapped until she saw Lord Raptor. Then she closed her ears. Jeeez, that guy was loud. Good, apparently. But loud. She had basically made tissue earplugs backstage. Hearing some commotion, Rin stepped to the back to try and see what was going on. No luck.
No lights. Rin was frozen in place, as a skirmish took place on stage.
The lights turned back on. Um....why was she covering her head? Rin put her hands down, and pretended she totally didn't just do something that embarrassing. Rin, with a blank stare, looked at the new man. Rin was old (Vocaloid wise...) dang it, she was slow! She didn't get anything at all. Could he be trusted, or is he just baddie? Rin crossed her arms, checks puffed, and stayed behind. But obviously she was close to the stairs. Just in case.
"Ann! What's going on up there? I don't trust anyone who 'sues' people, so as if I was going to follow him up there!"
No wait. She had more questions for someone else. Rin, standing up, heard Mister Mouse groaning at the top of his lungs about something something, she didn't have time to think about it. Went in the ear, and out her mouth.
"Eh, Mister Mouseee? So wait, did you not see anything weirdddd or strange with the zombie manager? Even I would have suspicious!"
Rin gave him a glare. Of anger, rather then intimidation. It was practically impossible for her to be imtimidating. And even though she was trying to sound all tough and snarky, she was actually asking him a genuine question.
"So wait one second, mister, where is the lost and found?"
@Yun Lee @Capri @Lounge
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Mima Kirigoe
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Mima clapped, and clapped and clapped, with what seemed to be a smile on her face. She was happy, wasn't she? She had done the best she could, and she had done it by herself. Of course, it was better if she had her group with her, but that couldn't be helped. Honestly, there would be no way Mima would be able to win against inter-galactic stars. CHAM! was just a regional pop idol, and even then, it had been declining in popularity.
Or maybe she was just wasn't cut out for it.
No.
No. She had had done her best. That's all that mattered. She didn't need a skull medallion, or a chainsaw, or like that.
(She didn't need the chainsaw, she was a singer. Even HE was just doing his job) Just be grateful for your competitors. They deserve it.
"H-huh!? What's...what's that?"
In an instant, that
happy presentation had turned into pitch black. She couldn't see anything. What was this? Where was this? Why couldn't she move? All she could feel was cold. Perfect cold from the depths of her heart, spreading throughout her body through cold blood. It was all just noise. How long was this going to go for? Was she going to stay stunned like this for long? How long, how long?
The lights were back on? Her mouth was still turned upright, although what emotion she was supposed to be showing was unreadable. Perhaps she wasn't feeling anything at all. How could she. Powers. Mice. It was all
madness.
She wasn't sure what to do. Where was she supposed to go? Oh, she was told to go backstage. That was as good as any.
She did as she was told.
"Um, excuse me? Mister Hitoya, this show is a scam? Why would he kidnap everyone to perform?"
She wasn't that fast of a runner (As if you would, with a dress that large.), but she still surprisingly kept up. She was just so clueless about everything, there were so many questions to ask, and not enough lung space to say them all. And maybe, not enough literal lung space, if Hitoya had guessed correctly about the manager having weapons.
@Yun Lee @Anyone/Everyone
