Enter the dramatic otaku

[moemoeotaku]

Characters: Renge Houshakuji and vatheon
Location: Plaza
Time: Late Afternoon
Style: Action plz
Status: Open like a new bought visual novel

[Somewhere in the middle of plaza, stands a rather wet looking young woman wearing, a thoroughly soaked, yellow dress. Her once immaculate blond hair is plastered to her face and her ridiculously large pink hair bow

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[welcomedog]

[This fellow's not scared at all by your yapping! In fact, he rather understands. After all, you're just trying to say WELCOME to everyone, right?!

... Yeah. It's a dog, Renge. A very fluffy dog. And he's wagging his tail at you and yapping. S'up? :3]

[moemoeotaku]

[Renge pauses her little sob-fest at the sound of Missile's yapping. Looking down, she spots the little canine, stops with her crocodile tears, in all it's fluffy glory's before walking over to him. He's simply adorable!]

Why hello there! Hmm, I wonder if this little dog is some sort of magical companion like in Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon.

[welcomedog]

[Unfortunately, Missile doesn't understand a word. But he is perfectly fine with continuing to wag his tail at you and look at you with the face in the icon. And yes, of course he's adorable. He's a top Pomeranian, you know! /yap]

[moemoeotaku]

[Renge is a little disappoints to see that Missile isn't some sort of magical companion, but she's never one to turn away a cute face, be it human or dog]

Such an adorable little thing you are. Hmm, I wonder if your owner is about.

[welcomedog]

[Sniffs at the human. Yep, smells like newbie! :D WELCOME!

... by which I mean more friendly yapping.]

[moemoeotaku]

[Looking around the plaza, she doesn't see anyone, aside from a few locals, searching for the Pomeranian.]

Ah, you poor thing! You seem to have been abandoned! [She's about to break out into a more theatrics, but she shivers] Though, I suppose it's high time to look for dry clothes. Ah, my uniform will never recover from this.

[welcomedog]

[Oh, the newcomer is cold. Hmm... :Ta Come to think of it, there's someone with towels over--- THERE!

Missile almost literally bounces toward a towel vendor before turning back and yapping at Renge. He wants her to follow! :D]

[moemoeotaku]

[Oh, how suspicious! Clearly, this dog is much more intelligent than she first assumed. Perhaps he real is some type of magical companion. Just not the speaking type.

Nonetheless, she follows the little dog toward his destination before spotting the towel vendor. She is saved! Walking over, she acquires two towels, for herself and the other for her hair, from the vendor before returning to where Missle stands]

You're a little intelligent little fellow.

[welcomedog]

[Well, of course he is! He is a top Pomeranian, you know!

He wags his tail at the compliment and yaps again.]