It's said here either to live the game, or love it.
Well that escalated quickly. Any who, this is a story that allows Reader~Chan experince romance between herself and Vy2 Yuuma. Mitski, one of my own characters loves Reader~Chan , who wants Yuuma~K...
Hello! It's again and I'm back with another chapter! Enjoy!ヽ(๑◠ܫ◠๑)ﾉ
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A girl opened her hazel eyes. "Yuuma~Kun, someone has logged on."
A set of green smith eyes opened. "Another one?"
The girl nodded, yawning. Her eyes tearing up in the corners of her eyes. She then clicked her tongue, tasting the saliva in her mouth. She shot her eyes before she can even sleep again.
"Her voice box.... it's very pretty..." she said, closing her eyes. "Who's?" the green eyes glared at the girls words. "The one who's...logged on..." she replied between yawns.
"Is she another of those humans?" the male had growled.
"She seems...nice..." her soft words echoing the small dark room. She lied against a wall, her shot legs bending over her chest. She wraps her arms around her knees, laying her head on them as if they were a pillow. "Mitski..." the male stood up. He sighed at the fact she was fastened asleep. He dragged the stuffed animal, a sloth, towards her direction. Later, the girl who was Mitski, lied her head on the side of it's head. Before he went out to the door, he patted her little sloth headset that was an actual sloth. He chuckled, and slid the door to leave.
It was a chilly night, and very dark. The moonlight reflected on the male's pink hair and pale skin. Passing by the bridge, the moon's reflection rippled against the river. Cherry blossoms flyed in the cool breeze. Each step, the pink haired boy rushed, knowing there were bandits and hackers that attack any player, and kill them in this so-called game.
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*This is the description below but an example(The hair and colour varies for reader~chan)* "Welcome to Project DIVA! You're ready to take on and win voice battles against your friends and maybe some vocaloids! Gooooooood luck~" Hachune sang, leaving ____ stand on the cobblestone path, neon lights sparking against the floor as she stepped in to her new home. She gazed at the bright moon. She walked around, the pajamas she wore was now a vocaloid outfit with sleeves that drooped her arms, stereos on the side of the sleeve. Her shirt was more of a crop above her tummy, and it was coloured (F/C). ____ had shorts that went above her knees were black leggings, and a (F/C) skirt that hung above her thighs. Her (H/C) hair loosely braided (if your hair is short ,you can just leave it down)the side of her shoulder. On her head was a big white and black checkered bow. Her legs were wrapped by black and white stockings, (F/C) flats shimmered in the moonlight.
____'s appearance was stunning. ____ walked on the cobblestone, her flats making a sound that sounded light and graceful.
Where do I go in this time? ____ tried to check the time, but suddenly the time for the area she lived in disappeared. EH??? She screeched.
A pop-up had blocked her view.
It was a battle request from Yuuma Vy2. She closed her eyes, scouring through her brain, believing she heard that name. Before she can go deeper into her thoughts, the player's shadow appeared, death glaring at ____.
Yuuma's Point of View~
She so helpless. I couldn't help but recall Mitski's words she told me. Her voice box...
"Oi," I growled, "Are you just going to stand there?"
Her eyes opened,widened, revealing her (E/C). "u-u-um," she stuttered. Her voice box is very nice... "I'm sorry... but I'm kinda new here... and I-I d-don't I'm ready yet..."
"For what?"
"For a voice battle..."
"I'm only here to challenge you, not to pity you."
"HEY!" She stomped. "Fine... I accept."
"Alright," I couldn't stand back but to smirk, scrolling down the music list in front of me. Hmmm. This one will do.
~Levan Polkka~
The upbeat music began to play around us, and completely ready to see her voice ranges.
____'s Point of View
The upbeat music, SOOOO CATCHY.
This guy... I've heard of him...
His singing was already topping majority of the lyrics. I couldn't help but to place my hands over my chest, waiting for my turn.
Arattzattza ya ribiraririn raba rittan rindam denrandu Waba rittatta parippari pariri ribiribi risutan denrandu
I can do this...
Yaba rindan tenran deiaroo waraba dubudubudubu deiebu Ra rittan dinran denrandu tatatataduuduu deiabuu Rattzattza ya ribiraririn raba rittan rindam denrandu
My eyes widened, completely in shock. Sure, the song has no real motive, her voice was fascinating. Maybe she won't be as bad.
The neon rectangles then scatter. Although she was now a humanloid, she hit note very clear.
She gazed at them as they flew away. It was already dawn.
"Hey," I snapped her from her gaze at the sky. She jumped at the robotic voice I was given. "What's your name," not even asking her. "_-_-____," ____ stuttered.
"Follow me," I command, putting my sore hands in my leathery pockets.
"And why should I trust you?"
"That is if you want to be stranded here."
"Can I really trust you?"
"I can assure you that I don't want you to be dead, because now you're stuck in this place."
"What do you...what do you mean?"
"Just follow me."
"...."
She quickly tip-toed her way towards me. She had head down, her hair covering more of her view. ____ bumped into my chest, and flustered she was, she backed away and pouted. "Lead the way..."
I chuckled at her childish way. I walk back the bridge, now with the dawn sky shimmering the river.
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I slid the door to the small shrine, revealing Mitski, fluttering her eyes, against her fuzzy friend. Her eyes then shot opened.
