Posts by TALIA!

the dusk-hued feline complained loudly, letting out a slight grunt of exertion as she struggled to haul forward a ridiculously large bag that appeared to be nearly five times her size. Of course, being the hardcore otaku she was, its contents mostly consisted of all the manga she liked, everything from Aldnoah.zero to Zankyou no Terror/Terror in Resonance. Yes, she'd wanted to come out here to experience a new setting, but she probably wouldn't survive a day without all her favourite series—for she'd surely die of boredom. The fact that there most likely wouldn't be any animanga stores around here to 'borrow' from (more like rob actually) was already pushing her limit, seeing as it meant she wouldn't be able to get her paws on the newest releases the day they came out; not to mention that her internet probably wouldn't function too well out here, which would make trying to keep up with all the latest episodes of ongoing anime like Ansatsu Kyoushitsu/Assassination Classroom, Prince of Stride, and Ao no Kanata no Four Rhythm...and to make things even worse, others animes/movies would soon be airing, like Gypsum Boys and Bungou Stray Dogs and Evangelion 4.0 and Selector Destructed WIXOSS...the list was just never-ending, and thinking about how much she'd probably be missing out on made her want to cry.

However...of course, there was another reason as to why she'd ventured out here, so far away from her home back in Ikebukuro. See, she aspired to perhaps write a manga of her own one day, and given the plot she had in mind, she'd figured that she'd be required to have first-hand experience doing all sorts of dangerous and absurd things. Joining this supposedly brutal group would help her to cross some items off her bucket list, so unless she became extremely homesick or was approached by some weird white fox-tailed alien who asked her to sell her soul and become a magical girl, she would endure the sense of emptiness she was currently experiencing due to being so far away from her favourite anime/manga store and tough it out here. Hell, maybe she'd be able to get a taste of what it felt like to be a cool manga heroine in a suspense-filled adventure series!

And, much to her joy and relief, two of her friends had decided to accompany her all the way out here (she'd asked Togusa to come along as well, but he'd made some excuse about work and had declined her invitation, that lazy, idol-worshipping, van-obsessed bastard; if she returned to find that he hadn't recorded all the anime episodes she'd asked him to record, she was seriously going to find the doors to the Abyss, summon and form a contract with a Chain [preferably one that wielded a scythe like the Bloodstained Black Rabbit, and decapitate him on the spot), her friends being none other than a fairly strong, calm, and collected male who she sometimes liked to imagine being that cool, older brother sort of protagonist in a shounen manga, and a psycho bastard arsonist who couldn't seem to discern fact from fiction and was also incredibly good at creating ice sculptures (which she and many of their mutual friends and acquaintances found to be quite ironic). Hopefully, with them around, she'd be able to manage to keep herself from strangling someone out of stress or reminiscing about all the otome road fantasies she'd had in the past (because that usually just led to her going off on obnoxiously loud five-hour rants, which would probably result in those standing near her getting their eardrums wrecked or developing brain aneurysms).

"Dotachin, Yumacchi," she whined insistently, continuing to tug on the straps of her luggage in a pathetic, and ultimately futile attempt to get it all to budge, "Come on; help a girl out here, would you?!" Jeez, what the hell were they doing, just standing around? Friends were supposed to assist each other, not become a part of the scenery when their comrades required their aid! Honestly, if they didn't do something, she was going to yell at them, and give them a silent treatment for a week. The yelling usually pissed off Kadota, seeing as he didn't like her causing a ruckus because he was usually the one required to explain that everything was fine to any confused passerby's, whereas the silent treatment upset her other friend, since no one except for her could keep up with his conversations about anime/manga without experiencing head-splitting migraines.

&& I hope you don't mind if I use this too, Arelle. ;^)
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Maybe I'll make a joining thread later or tomorrow since I need to study for my history final right now. uvu
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[font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]SHAKING THROUGH MY SKULL, THROUGH MY SPINE, & DOWN MY RIBS
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@kiyo - Yes, yes, she's tsundere as fuCK.
@mei - может быть. Would you really be able to understand anything if I decided to roleplay Varona in Russian?? cx
YES THEIR CANON FIGHT.
+ All right, I'll just text you or smth.
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the girl would remark quietly under her breath in heavily-accented English, slight puzzlement written in the contours of her face. Yes, this was normal for her—to muse over things like this. It was likely that the subject would continue to bother her for quite a while—at least, until she found something more interesting to muse about. Blizzardclan's floating islands just so happened to be the next thing to capture her attention.

Upon arrival the young assassin openly stared at the mind-boggling sight that stood before her. Ikebukuro had proved to be quite the adventure for her, and it was in the bustling metropolis of Tokyo that she had witnessed some truly remarkable events. Therefore, the surprise was certainly not as great as it could have been, but Varona found herself in a confused state once again. "The island is floating. Yet according to the law of gravitation, this should not be possible." She paused for a moment, before concluding, "This phenomenon is beyond my book-knowledge and understanding." What sorcery was this? Was this really the very same Earth that she had been born and raised on? Because at the moment...the blonde was quite certain that either she needed to be hospitalised, or that she had somehow entered an entirely different dimension.
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