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yumemigaoka2023-10-05 05:29 pm
miracle_miruca) wrote in yumemigaoka2023-10-05 05:29 pm
Entry tags:
Cranky blonde catchall
⭐ Who:: Miruca and cool people. Are you cool? PROVE IT.
⭐ When: Throughout October
⭐ Where: Places. And more places
⭐ What: Miruca does things.
⭐ Warnings: None expected
A: Queen of the arcade:
It was not common that Miruca had much money to indulge in one of her hobbies, but after large amounts of work over summer break, she actually had a little bit of money left over. After taking care of the essentials, and finding herself with both time and money, she made for somewhere she didn't get to go often, the arcade.
Not that she seemed to need a lot of money. Every game she sat down at, she seemed to thoroughly dominate. Dressed in a black, frilly gothic lolita dress, she looked positively bored with the game she was currently playing. The character on screen, a large, muscular man with an entirely too large sword, looked like he was having the time of his life. Wave after wave of generic fantasy monsters fell before his blade. Pixelated blood and gore flew everywhere, and none of the vile monsters came anywhere near hurting him. But the girl controlling him looked like she was watching paint dry. She wore such an emotionless look on her face that the only reason it was obvious she wasn't asleep was the rapid movements of her hands and of course the fact her eyes were open. She's so focused on the game she might not even notice if someone approached her.
B: Spooky Maids:
At the maid cafe 'Loyal Angels', it was officially the season for ghosts and ghouls to come out and play. There seemed to no actual angels to be seen, the whole place embraced the spirit of Halloween. The girls all found ways to make their outfits a little bit more creepy. One wore a witch hat, another had her face made up like a zombie, but the third, a petite blonde, seemed to go all out. She was dressed in a full on stereotypical vampire costume, a flowing cape dragging behind her, her maid outfit partially obscured by its flow. Fake pointed teeth are on display whenever she opens her mouth. But she doesn't seem too happy about it. To anyone that enters, she places a menu in front of them, one with the normal adorable angel motif replaced by a zombie angel. "If you're expecting me to do a funny Dracula voice, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."
C. Training Montage:
Despite being a Dreamer, Miruca had spent little time in the Dream Sphere. It was not out of some sense of fear, she simply did not seem to find it the thrill some others did. If anything, she seemed to actively dislike the place. Dislike or not, however, it was a part of her life and it was high time she stopped trying to avoid it. She barely knew the extent of her own power, after all, and if she didn't learn that, she'd be forever helpless in this place.
This was why the girl had decided to go and do a little bit of learning. What she needed to learn was not the sort of thing you could easily pick up from a book. While in this day and age there were surely plenty of books about Dream Sphere magic, everyone's worked a bit different, and the only way to figure out what hers did was to just use it. This was why she was on the exterior edges of the Necropolis. She wasn't foolish enough to venture deep into its depths on her own. She was confident in her ability to grow strong, but she also was very much aware she currently was NOT strong.
You'd never know it observing her, though. She seemed to be using the torment's own techniques against them, stalking them like some sort of extremely small magical ninja She moved as quietly as possible, and when she hears something around a corner, begins to charge her magic. But is that a torment around the corner, or is it another Dreamer? Whatever it is, it has quite a sight to behold as a small, angry blonde points hands that look wreathed in electricity at it!
⭐ When: Throughout October
⭐ Where: Places. And more places
⭐ What: Miruca does things.
⭐ Warnings: None expected
A: Queen of the arcade:
It was not common that Miruca had much money to indulge in one of her hobbies, but after large amounts of work over summer break, she actually had a little bit of money left over. After taking care of the essentials, and finding herself with both time and money, she made for somewhere she didn't get to go often, the arcade.
Not that she seemed to need a lot of money. Every game she sat down at, she seemed to thoroughly dominate. Dressed in a black, frilly gothic lolita dress, she looked positively bored with the game she was currently playing. The character on screen, a large, muscular man with an entirely too large sword, looked like he was having the time of his life. Wave after wave of generic fantasy monsters fell before his blade. Pixelated blood and gore flew everywhere, and none of the vile monsters came anywhere near hurting him. But the girl controlling him looked like she was watching paint dry. She wore such an emotionless look on her face that the only reason it was obvious she wasn't asleep was the rapid movements of her hands and of course the fact her eyes were open. She's so focused on the game she might not even notice if someone approached her.
B: Spooky Maids:
At the maid cafe 'Loyal Angels', it was officially the season for ghosts and ghouls to come out and play. There seemed to no actual angels to be seen, the whole place embraced the spirit of Halloween. The girls all found ways to make their outfits a little bit more creepy. One wore a witch hat, another had her face made up like a zombie, but the third, a petite blonde, seemed to go all out. She was dressed in a full on stereotypical vampire costume, a flowing cape dragging behind her, her maid outfit partially obscured by its flow. Fake pointed teeth are on display whenever she opens her mouth. But she doesn't seem too happy about it. To anyone that enters, she places a menu in front of them, one with the normal adorable angel motif replaced by a zombie angel. "If you're expecting me to do a funny Dracula voice, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."
C. Training Montage:
Despite being a Dreamer, Miruca had spent little time in the Dream Sphere. It was not out of some sense of fear, she simply did not seem to find it the thrill some others did. If anything, she seemed to actively dislike the place. Dislike or not, however, it was a part of her life and it was high time she stopped trying to avoid it. She barely knew the extent of her own power, after all, and if she didn't learn that, she'd be forever helpless in this place.
This was why the girl had decided to go and do a little bit of learning. What she needed to learn was not the sort of thing you could easily pick up from a book. While in this day and age there were surely plenty of books about Dream Sphere magic, everyone's worked a bit different, and the only way to figure out what hers did was to just use it. This was why she was on the exterior edges of the Necropolis. She wasn't foolish enough to venture deep into its depths on her own. She was confident in her ability to grow strong, but she also was very much aware she currently was NOT strong.
You'd never know it observing her, though. She seemed to be using the torment's own techniques against them, stalking them like some sort of extremely small magical ninja She moved as quietly as possible, and when she hears something around a corner, begins to charge her magic. But is that a torment around the corner, or is it another Dreamer? Whatever it is, it has quite a sight to behold as a small, angry blonde points hands that look wreathed in electricity at it!