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and every time it rains, you're here in my head, like the sun coming out; ota
🧙 WHO: Miwako + uuuûüùúūuuu
⚔️️ WHAT: Beach episode, creepy-cute teru teru bozu, and catharticdrunken karaoke! + closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout first half of June
🗺️ WHERE: Beach, outside the inn, Ren’s karaoke bar
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol consumption.
𝕒 ✿ 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓭𝓮
[ Miwako is sporting a frilly pink lacy bikini and a no-makeup makeup look, with her long pastel pink hair let down fully, hanging all the way to her waist, straightened at first this morning, but made wavy by the seawater. She didn't go to the mission. She just saw a beach party going on on her way home from work and was like "sup, summer," that's it. Y-You think she fought?! In any capacity?! Ha!
She is gonna take a whack at a watermelon, though, and it... is... a little pitiful... The best she gets is a loud, hollow thwump sound. At least that means it's ripe?! ]
Heeeeh.....! Miwako isn't strong enough to break it! Here, you do it, I give up!
[ Well, that was some short-lived bravery. She passes the stick off, defeated, to whoever is standing beside her, feigning dramatics by tucking her face into the crook of her arm and turning away. FAILED! ]
𝕓 ✿ 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷
[ Miwako is a noble soul this month for helping clear up the weather by making teru teru bozu dolls for the sprites to marry. She loves this quest, and the basket of sweets in return aren't so bad, either — she happens to love those, too. But find her leaning out her living room window, arranging a whole collection of teru teru bozu... Except... Why do all of hers look like that…?
She's added little curly yarn pigtails to all of them, some with pink hair and some with blonde, with little green or pink flower caps, and they all have big pink or red pouty lips... Some even have eyelashes! They're cute, but... also a little unsettling? She's put too much effort into this. But she's happily adding a couple more when she accidentally knocks over all the half dozen dolls she's already had sitting on the windowsill.
She hails whoever happens to be passing by her window in the street, crying out in alarm for her own klutziness. And whenever whoever finds themselves nearby should happen to look up between the dolls and the girl who made them... why is there such a strong resemblance?! ]
Oh, no! Teru Teru Berry-chan!!! Oi! You, there! Nee, nee, can you help me?! My Happy Angel Berry-chan dolls! Oh, nooo... They fell in the mud... And on her wedding day...!
[ She's wearing a big pink pout to match theirs now...creepycute... ]
𝕔 ✿ 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴
[ Those who know Miwako may not be able to tell if she’s truly less happy than she seems; she’s fantastically charming at masking her troubles. But after six months here officially, she’s reached a strange tipping point, even if things have been turning up in her favor with her design dreams and her magic. Emotionally, it’s getting harder being spirited away like this. She’s never been alone this long in her life. She doesn’t have her boyfriend/lifelong best friend, she doesn’t have her friends from school at Paradise Kiss, she doesn’t have her sister or her family… She doesn’t even have the cats! What’s more, she’s very close to running out of “Magic Medicine,” and while she’s sure she could find more konpeito candy to refill it, or even something new and different to suit this realm, she’s anxious that the magic jar just doesn’t seem to work as well here in Avalon. Her stomach problems have certainly been far worse this past half year than they’d been in years.
So what’s great for stomach problems caused solely by anxiety instead of a literal placebo? Drinking. Okay, maybe not, but that’s what she’s chosen to self-medicate with lately. But she’s barely eighteen and doesn’t want to drink alone as much as she has been, as it often just makes her feel even more alone; she’s getting restless being pent up at home, too! So, after having been inspired by a recent visit to her friend Jinguji Ren’s karaoke bar, she’s picked up a new weekly habit: karaoke therapy.
Once or twice a week, find her at Ren’s karaoke bar, singing her little heart out, at least two songs per night every time. Is she a gifted singer? No. Is she a bad singer? Also no! But she has an appreciation for music and has her own particular tastes and connection with it. A deeply emotional person who grew up in love with a passionate punk guitarist. Maybe her own song choices* aren’t quite what her boyfriend would choose, but he’s not here, and that’s exactly the point. This is her catharsis. And regardless of what her voice sounds like, what counts is, in that cathartic mindset, she has stage presence and charisma. She looks good up there in her fashionable ensembles every time, doing cute off-the-cuff dances and playing with her light magic to create delightful subtle illusions (when she’s drunk enough to lose the inhibition); and really, just putting on a good show is really half the battle. ]
*((ooc: player’s choice what song is heard or if she’s even gone on stage yet at all! Maybe she’s in the audience watching your character sing! open to all karaoke scenarios!! ))
𝕖 ✿ 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭
(( ooc: I need more CR with Miwako big time, hmu on![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
summerdive to plot and chat! hit me with anything! Miwako’s off the walls, she’d harass your character on the street if she thought they were hot, haha, let’s do anything… ))
⚔️️ WHAT: Beach episode, creepy-cute teru teru bozu, and cathartic
🕒 WHEN: Throughout first half of June
🗺️ WHERE: Beach, outside the inn, Ren’s karaoke bar
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol consumption.
𝕒 ✿ 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓭𝓮
[ Miwako is sporting a frilly pink lacy bikini and a no-makeup makeup look, with her long pastel pink hair let down fully, hanging all the way to her waist, straightened at first this morning, but made wavy by the seawater. She didn't go to the mission. She just saw a beach party going on on her way home from work and was like "sup, summer," that's it. Y-You think she fought?! In any capacity?! Ha!
She is gonna take a whack at a watermelon, though, and it... is... a little pitiful... The best she gets is a loud, hollow thwump sound. At least that means it's ripe?! ]
Heeeeh.....! Miwako isn't strong enough to break it! Here, you do it, I give up!
[ Well, that was some short-lived bravery. She passes the stick off, defeated, to whoever is standing beside her, feigning dramatics by tucking her face into the crook of her arm and turning away. FAILED! ]
𝕓 ✿ 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷
[ Miwako is a noble soul this month for helping clear up the weather by making teru teru bozu dolls for the sprites to marry. She loves this quest, and the basket of sweets in return aren't so bad, either — she happens to love those, too. But find her leaning out her living room window, arranging a whole collection of teru teru bozu... Except... Why do all of hers look like that…?
She's added little curly yarn pigtails to all of them, some with pink hair and some with blonde, with little green or pink flower caps, and they all have big pink or red pouty lips... Some even have eyelashes! They're cute, but... also a little unsettling? She's put too much effort into this. But she's happily adding a couple more when she accidentally knocks over all the half dozen dolls she's already had sitting on the windowsill.
She hails whoever happens to be passing by her window in the street, crying out in alarm for her own klutziness. And whenever whoever finds themselves nearby should happen to look up between the dolls and the girl who made them... why is there such a strong resemblance?! ]
Oh, no! Teru Teru Berry-chan!!! Oi! You, there! Nee, nee, can you help me?! My Happy Angel Berry-chan dolls! Oh, nooo... They fell in the mud... And on her wedding day...!
[ She's wearing a big pink pout to match theirs now...
𝕔 ✿ 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴
[ Those who know Miwako may not be able to tell if she’s truly less happy than she seems; she’s fantastically charming at masking her troubles. But after six months here officially, she’s reached a strange tipping point, even if things have been turning up in her favor with her design dreams and her magic. Emotionally, it’s getting harder being spirited away like this. She’s never been alone this long in her life. She doesn’t have her boyfriend/lifelong best friend, she doesn’t have her friends from school at Paradise Kiss, she doesn’t have her sister or her family… She doesn’t even have the cats! What’s more, she’s very close to running out of “Magic Medicine,” and while she’s sure she could find more konpeito candy to refill it, or even something new and different to suit this realm, she’s anxious that the magic jar just doesn’t seem to work as well here in Avalon. Her stomach problems have certainly been far worse this past half year than they’d been in years.
So what’s great for stomach problems caused solely by anxiety instead of a literal placebo? Drinking. Okay, maybe not, but that’s what she’s chosen to self-medicate with lately. But she’s barely eighteen and doesn’t want to drink alone as much as she has been, as it often just makes her feel even more alone; she’s getting restless being pent up at home, too! So, after having been inspired by a recent visit to her friend Jinguji Ren’s karaoke bar, she’s picked up a new weekly habit: karaoke therapy.
Once or twice a week, find her at Ren’s karaoke bar, singing her little heart out, at least two songs per night every time. Is she a gifted singer? No. Is she a bad singer? Also no! But she has an appreciation for music and has her own particular tastes and connection with it. A deeply emotional person who grew up in love with a passionate punk guitarist. Maybe her own song choices* aren’t quite what her boyfriend would choose, but he’s not here, and that’s exactly the point. This is her catharsis. And regardless of what her voice sounds like, what counts is, in that cathartic mindset, she has stage presence and charisma. She looks good up there in her fashionable ensembles every time, doing cute off-the-cuff dances and playing with her light magic to create delightful subtle illusions (when she’s drunk enough to lose the inhibition); and really, just putting on a good show is really half the battle. ]
*((ooc: player’s choice what song is heard or if she’s even gone on stage yet at all! Maybe she’s in the audience watching your character sing! open to all karaoke scenarios!! ))
𝕖 ✿ 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭
(( ooc: I need more CR with Miwako big time, hmu on
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Maybe he won't want to stay? I don't know. I just worry about him. He acts older than people older than him.
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[ Miwako fumbles, concern and discernment knotting her brow slightly, a pout tugging at her pink lips, lashes lowered as she glances down in thought. She clasps her hands to both Alice’s shoulders, then, looking her in the eye again. ]
I’m sure Ken-kun is very nice, and a good boy. But I don’t think a bunk bed is a good idea. Thirteen is, um… a confusing age. I was thirteen once, nee, and so was Arashi. Trust me. I would rather you not share a bedroom. But I’ll help you find a place for Ken-kun and someone to help him, if he’d like that. Miwako has met many kind people here. Okay?
[ There’s an earnestness and maturity in her voice that’s not usually there. Alice has probably never seen Miwako so serious. But she remembers being fourteen and Arashi at fourteen, and figures… thirteen isn’t that different. “Coincidences” happen. Her own experiences influence her worry, even if it’s unnecessary. ]
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[This felt like an adult matter. One of those things that, while it was explained to her, would only really make sense when she was older. It felt like it should be simple. But... was being thirteen really so different?
She supposed so, but she didn't understand why.
But Miwako wouldn't just say this for no reason. She's clearly trying to get Alice to understand that this was... serious, that she shouldn't have a bedroom shared with Ken. She wanted to understand but it felt just beyond her. Still, she trusted Miwako.
And she hoped Ken wouldn't be mad at her.
At least Miwako would help him? Would Ken still want to be friends even if they didn't live together? She hoped so.
Alice nodded and bit her lip.]
A-Alright Miss Miwako. You don't think... you don't think Ken will be mad at me, will he?
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[ Miwako has an even growing look of concern on her face as she elaborates, answering the girl's questions, consoling her worries. She keeps her hands pressed to Alice's shoulders. ]
It's not all about how boys feel... what boys want... Alice needs to consider Alice first, nee?
[ She doesn't communicate it clearly, nor even recognize it entirely consciously herself, but this is the deep advice that Miwako can offer Alice from her decade of life experience beyond her. Just focus on herself and don't pay so much mind to how her decisions affect anyone else. Especially boys. But why so... Miwako does not say. ]
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What... why would it matter if he were a boy? I would be just as worried if it were you. You're both my friends, why would anyone want their friends mad at them?
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[ Miwako's floundering a bit, her smile freezing awkwardly and then faltering, unsure how to continue beating around the bush while moving the conversation forward smoothly because... she just wants to make arrangements. She can't explain this cautious worry to Alice. ]
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Is... it bad I don't want to share a room? [Even though Alice had offered, she was... glad she wasn't either.
She scowled. That sounded awful to her ears and she blushed.] Am I wicked thing for saying one thing and being glad it didn't happen? [Why was growing up so terribly complicated?]