Random Holoro brain dump

📝 Meeting Up 📝

The girl stared at the giant office building right in front of her. She shivered in excitement before realising that her left arm had fallen to the ground.

'Oh, come on!' The girl cursed as she picked up her arm and plopped it back into place. The people nearby didn't bat an eye at what she did. Either it was common for a zombie girl who's wearing a torn dress with a sword stabbed through her head to appear on the street with a fallen limb, or they thought that they were hallucinating.

'Cover Corp...... It's here, alright!' The zombie girl screeched to herself. She tensed her grip on her bags and ran straight towards the glass doors.

The doors swung open, and before she could stop herself in time, she tripped herself and ended up stumbling dangerously into the building.

'Yikes!' The girl screamed as she picked herself up from the ground. She took a quick look around. No one was nearby for now. Just an empty counter, emptier hallways, and an absolutely empty waiting lounge.

The girl sat down on a sofa in the lounge and took a deep breath. Then she looked around again. Still no one. She began to sing to herself as her thoughts rampaged in her mind.

The damned ramen-shop owner- he just wouldn't give her back her deeply-beloved house! Well then, if she had to get the whole world watching her just to get her house back, then so be it!

The zombie girl took another deep breath and practised her catchphrase. 'Watashi wa super-kawaii zombie idoru, K-K-KUREIJI-'

'Hello?'

The zombie stopped herself mid-sentence. A cute-looking young girl with brown-to-yellow wavy hair and a purple dress stood at the counter, looking at the empty counter as if she was expecting a response.

The girl murmured something to herself before sitting down on the sofa opposite the zombie girl. Both of them stared at each other in absolute silence.

That silence lasted for about only two seconds.

'Hajimemashite!' The zombie greeted the other girl, but she was sitting with her eyes closed as if to ignore the zombie.

'Let's introduce ourselves! I'll go first.' The zombie girl stood up and took a deep breath before she started to scream her introduction.

'Watashi wa super-kawaii zombie idoru, K-K-KUREIJIIII OLLIE DESUUUUU!!! I AM THE NUMBER ONE SUPER CUTE ZOMBIE-'

The shorter girl had fallen asleep whilst sitting on the sofa.

It took Ollie a few moments to realise that the girl was asleep. She attacked the girl's sofa with a powerful kick. 'Hey! Wakey-wakeyyyy!! You may look cute when you're asleep, but I like it better when people are talking-'

The girl shot awake instantly and glared daggers at Ollie. 'Mind your own business, you rotten piece of flesh!' She grumbled. 'I'm just here to become a V-Tuber! Not to deal with some weird moving corpse who's out of her damned mind!'

'Well, I'm here to become a V-Tuber too!' Ollie smiled sweetly at the girl. 'Maybe we're gonna be genmates! You know, like, V-Tubers of the same group? Generation? YOU GET WHAT I'M SAYING RIGHT?? BOLEH FAHAM???'

The short girl groaned as she nodded her head slowly. She just wanted to get a bit more sleep, and yet here was a zombie called Kureiji Ollie who's most definitely "kureiji" as hell.