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Characters: idiotvocals, maidenofred, hatsunemix, 13376066135.
Location: Gumi's room. IT'S A PARTY! Wait, no, not really.
Time: About five minutes after Gumi screams over the network, if Meiko's to be believed. And I don't see any reason why she shouldn't be, do you?
Content: After Gumi's freak out over the networks, her family comes to see what the problem is.
Format: Starting in prose, but open to anything. :)
Warnings: A lot of Vocaloids in one room. I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
Gumi knew her siblings were coming, and a part of her wanted to lock the door. A part of her didn't want them to see her like this. A part of her didn't want to have to explain, in a series choked sobs and rapid tears, why she was so upset.
And then, there was that other part of her that just flat out didn't seem to care. Her door was unlocked. They were coming to find her. They were going to ask her what happened. And though incoherent, she would try her best to explain.
A part of her realized that this was what family was for. This is what family did.
Surely, someone who'd grown up among several different families over the course of nineteen years of life would realize this, and not take it for granted?
Maybe.
Her knees drawn to her chest, her arms wrapped around her legs, her head bowed onto her knees ... Gumi honestly looked like some sort of wreck.
She felt like some sort of wreck.
... how appropriate.
Location: Gumi's room. IT'S A PARTY! Wait, no, not really.
Time: About five minutes after Gumi screams over the network, if Meiko's to be believed. And I don't see any reason why she shouldn't be, do you?
Content: After Gumi's freak out over the networks, her family comes to see what the problem is.
Format: Starting in prose, but open to anything. :)
Warnings: A lot of Vocaloids in one room. I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
Gumi knew her siblings were coming, and a part of her wanted to lock the door. A part of her didn't want them to see her like this. A part of her didn't want to have to explain, in a series choked sobs and rapid tears, why she was so upset.
And then, there was that other part of her that just flat out didn't seem to care. Her door was unlocked. They were coming to find her. They were going to ask her what happened. And though incoherent, she would try her best to explain.
A part of her realized that this was what family was for. This is what family did.
Surely, someone who'd grown up among several different families over the course of nineteen years of life would realize this, and not take it for granted?
Maybe.
Her knees drawn to her chest, her arms wrapped around her legs, her head bowed onto her knees ... Gumi honestly looked like some sort of wreck.
She felt like some sort of wreck.
... how appropriate.