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[ today, Miku seems to be rather cheerful. It's difficult to say why, exactly, because her programming's only corroded further, causing her tie-the last part of her that was still coloured-to turn monochrome. She's collected a whole host of items over the past few days, and has them spread out on the ground in front of her: a red can of soda, a blue pencil case, a yellow hairbrush, a yellow umbrella, and a pink pair of headphones. As she sits there on the floor, she's got some score paper in front of her, and she occasionally manages to pick up a pencil, and scribble some things down. Mostly, though, it just falls through her fingers ]
[ as far as Miku can tell, she's singing, though it comes out as little more than continuous static, interrupted by intermittent bursts of flat humming ]
[ as far as Miku can tell, she's singing, though it comes out as little more than continuous static, interrupted by intermittent bursts of flat humming ]