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The sharp, cold wind passed through the bare hands of the young Undermoon as he sat on the edges of the bridge. The illuminated building beside the bridge's light streamed through the window to his spot, a sigh soon slipped on his firmly sealed lips and plead its way out of its prison.
          
          He shook his head out of dismay and fixated his gaze at the dim starry skies. The twinkling and brightest diamonds scattered across the sky had hid behind the jet black clouds, only the moon and its light was standing still. Seemingly lonely as it shone.
          
          The young one then fishes out a lighter and glared at it as the lighter produced a small ball of fire atop its place. Hrisovalantis watched the tiny ball of fire dance with the wind only to be put out by the cold gushes of wind. He sighed, leaning on the metal behind his back.
          
          “How sad and beautiful.” He muttered, lifting his hand towards the air and pretended to clutched the moon. “A waste of space.” He mumbled again, grumbling as he threw the lighter towards a tiny burrow filled with paper that suddenly lit up a big fire. “There, there—beauty.” He grinned lopsidedly.
          
          Perhaps, it was the smoke that lulled a virtualist towards his secret spot but the young Undermoon seemed not to care. He brought out sticks, biscuits and a pack of marshmallow. “Hey there!” He called the virtualist out. “Wanna join the ol’ lone me here?” Val asked cheerfully.

III   STARTER.
          
          walking down the street whilst clicking her tongue, rings spins the key chain around her finger and wander her sight inside the virtual city.
          
          all at once, the rain started to pour hard. fortunately, rings found a bus stop and went there to have a shelter over her head. "bakit ba kasi hindi ako nagdala ng payong?! this is so stupid." she scolded herself.
          
          she decided to have a seat for a moment but the only bench there was occupied already. she went near the person sitting on the bench (which happened to be you) and asked, "would you mind if i sit here?" referring to the vacant space beside you.

[  ]  STARTER
          
          maxsyn wandered around the corners of virtual city, reason is she was very bored. her eyes explored, wondering where she would go. she continued walking until she found someone, just standing there.
          
          "finally! someone to talk to." she muttered. she walked closer to the person, "hi!" she greeted. "i supposed you are a virtualist too."

[ % ] STARTER
          
          Quiel, being a bipolar, starts wandering around Virtual City. Since it's a morning time, she turns out being a soft fluffball since her moods has a schedule. In the afternoon, she will turn out a weirdo who is very loud like a speaker while laughing like she's not normal anymore. In the evening, she will turn out as a scary monster that will scare your butts. 
          
          Since it was morning for Virtual City, she's out there, wearing some squeaky shoes that will create a sound as she walk step by step. Holding a pink cotton candy, she's thinking about her mother but in fact, she doesn't have one. "Hmm I wonder where will I see mama. Pfft! I don't even know what my mama looks like hahahahahaha" She laughed while eating sweet cotton candy. Crazy indeed.
          
          She saw a cute stuff toy and she decided to buy it using her penny. Luckily, the vendor taught Quiel has disabilities which is why she bought the cute stuff toy using 2 V coins. She started thinking again. "Hmm, why did I bought this thing--ah! To give it to someone!" She giggled while looking at the person that she saw first.
          
          She approached the person with squeaky effects due to her shoes. As soon as she's already in front of that person, she happily give it to him/her. "Here! A gift from me! I bought it so you should be thankful hehe!" She smiled while waiting for that person's reaction.

(   STARTER    ) 
          
          
             Adelaide jolted awake. 
          
              3:44 a.m. , her analog clock read. Groaning, she rubbed his eyes. What woke her up at this hour? Ade's body longed simultaneously for sleep and consciousness. This is my curse, she thought, knowing she would not be able to fall back asleep. 
          
              “Again…,” she mumbled, her voice raspy with sleep. This was the fourth time this week she’s woken up at this time, and sleep already doesn’t come easy. She recalled a cafe she saw signs for in passing: a 24-hour, 7-days a week. 
          
              “Should I go?” A pointless question: Adelaide is already out of her bed, stumbling in the darkness for clothes. If she goes out now, she won’t be returning to her measly single unit until the morning.  She shrugged on a sweatshirt, her usual black jeans, and a pair of converse she always wears this time of year. (Only owning three pairs of shoes makes the decision pretty simple.) 
          
              Checking her bag for necessities, Adelaide made sure to put her laptop. She left her house, no need to turn off lights as they were never on in the first place. Without a second thought, she left for a Cafe nearby.
          
              There was a slight drizzle outside as she walked, but it didn’t bother her. she tossed her hood over her head and trucked on, hands shoved in her pocket. It’s 4am, no one is around, and the “rain” (if you could even call it that) was refreshing. 
          
              the Coffee Shop was about what Adelaide expected: a quaint coffee shop, the exterior draped with ivy and plants. The inside was not much different, several tables scattered about the place, an assortment of couches, armchairs, and hard-backed chairs, and the place was filled with plants like a minimalist hipster’s bedroom. The lighting wasn’t too harsh, but it wasn’t dim enough to cause customers to fall asleep, and there was one lone customer. Adelaide approached, hesitant. 
          
          "Can i ask you something?" Adelaide quietly asked. 

Qiu decides to stroll around the Virtual City to welcome the Virtualists around. She was the one assigned to give their presence a welcome because the other Revelists are not around. Until she saw a figure of a lass/lad meters away from where she's standing. A gentle smile formed on her countenance and went to the young lady/man. "Hello there." she stated, calmly, then took out a piece of white rose and lend it to the lass/lad. "Here, accept this white rose as a sign of gratitude that you're here!"

Gwen holds her brush in her hand, with a pensive expression painting her features and knotting her eyebrows together in what to an outsider would look like concentration. It’s clearly, judging by the blank canvas in front of her, not real concentration at all. Gwen is stuck, trying to paint with a semi-realism that doesn’t feel like her own, with colors that burn her eyes with how bright and saturated they are and she must work on a canvas that is too bland for her to be comfortable painting on it.
          Dust makes her sneeze and she notices a figure not far by her seat, looking at her "uh hi?" says gwen. 

* 
          
          the moon took it’s stance, surrounding itself millions of glitters scattered across the starry night. alter took a breathe, allowing himself to indulged to his current interest—reading whilst his feet hang upon itself from sitting at the sturdy branch of the tree and leaned on its bark.
          
          the lad’s left brow rose, his nose twitched a little as he beckoned the tiny squirrel living inside the tree bark to hide. ＂who’s there?＂alter asked, his eyes not leaving the book he’s reading.

+ NO TRESPASSING +

"eto mais noona." binigyan ka ng mais na may seryosong mukha. "di, biro lang. jun imnida!" nag-bow at ngumiti ng malaki.