Cinia Pacifica Posts
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post between: Ezlare, BlinkXPoke, Katsu cha, and Cinia Pacifica.)
“Hey, have you guys decided what you want?!” Leala said as she placed Katsumi’s food on the table. “Also, where is that Damn Rabbit? I take it she doesn’t want breakfast today.”
Camerin passed the orders to Leala. “Yeah, here you go. Though, Reisys didn’t order yet; we’re in the middle of helping her,” Camerin replied resting his chin on his hand. “I’m curious as to who this rabbit you’re talking about though.”
“I’ll just bring her some pancakes. You’ll probably find out soon,” Leala said as she grabbed the note, she’d now be heading back to the kitchen.
“But, I’d rather have bacon with scrambled eggs instead,” a sweet voice of a temptress was heard. The figure of a golden rabbit-eared lady stood just a few inches behind Leala as she leaned over, and spoke pleasantly – close to her ears with a heart-melting whisper. She wore a lucrative black costume, with her cleavage showing openly. Her womanly charms spread across the halls without a doubt – it was Kin’iro; the golden rabbit girl.
“Kyaa!” Leala screamed at Kin’iro suddenly whispering into her ear from behind. “Don’t sneak up behind me like that, you Damn Rabbit!”
“Oh dear,” Kin’iro started, her hands meekly placed over her chest; pretending to be scared for a moment as she took a step back from the irritated dog-eared girl. “I am absolutely not at fault; you just happened to be standing on my way, is all,” Kin’iro said as her lips curved mischievously that signified the surfacing mirth over her face.
“Whatever! I’ll bring your food in a bit so just take your seat,” Leala said, irritated as she went back to the kitchen.
Kin’iro lightly waved with a delightful expression as Leala stormed off with an angry look, while she herself relished the feeling of victory. Victory for being able to pull such a surprised expression out of her, anyway. She then took a few light yet graceful steps to reach the table, and took a seat. “Good morning, Katsumi,” she greeted the leader of her community.
“Good morning, Kin’iro. Don’t you think you should be nicer towards Leala?”
“Oh my, I do believe that I’m being nice,” Kin’iro replied, placing a fingertip over the raised corner of her lip. She spoke with a menacing tone. “In my very own fashion, of course,” she added, her face now full of glee.
“That’s very much like you,” Katsumi simply said as she began eating.
Johnny’s jaw dropped upon the arrival of the bunny girl. “Ohohoho my god…” He couldn’t even make eye contact with her. His eyes were drawn into her chest. [johnny]Just look at the knobs on her! My, my, they’re barely contained![/color] He looked upon the rest of her figure. Oh my... those thighs… those legs… that blonde hair… His eyes returned to her bosom. But, best of all… Johnny had a silly grin on his face as he stared.
Camerin’s ears and tail fidgeted excitedly to no end at the blonde beauty before him. He's seen his share of women in the past but this one was leagues passed them all. Damn...just look at this one-- a fine lady she is indeed! Eyes heavily implanted on her breasts, her curved figure, everything! He bit his lower lip in response, he wasn't sure whether to respond or completely break down and bow to the bunny-goddess before him.
“Pervert One, and Pervert Two... you two are drooling all over,” Reisys said as she couldn’t believe the faces these two were making.
“Mnm, it’s the first time that I am witnessing others seated in this table. Aside from Katsumi, Leala, and myself,” Kin’iro thought out loud as she laid her sight over the trio of newcomers with a smile – a smile that she seemed to have conjured without a thought, it was a natural; charismatic expression – as she rested her head over the palm of her hand. “Who may you three be?” She asked curiously.
“Ku ku ku...I’m the mighty Reisys VII Felicity. I can see why Leala would respond to you the way she does, Miss.”
Camerin dumped a cold glass of water on to his face to keep himself at bay, the woman was that stunning to not lose one’s composure in front of. “I'm C-Camerin Mathers!” He responded so suddenly, starstruck. “N-Nice to meet you!”
“Ahem…” Johnny cleared his throat and took one deep breath before introducing himself. He needed to keep his cool. “T-the name’s Jonathan Lax. Just call me Johnny! I’m the breast- I mean, best guy Leala summoned of us three!” He bragged. He made a freudian slip, having stared too long at the bunny girl.
“Ah, I see. It’s nice to meet you all. I am known as Kin’iro – an aristocrat of the Miniature Garden. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Kin’iro introduced herself in a perfectly composed and gentle tone, accompanied by a graceful terse bow of her head. She noticed how Johnny slipped his tongue back there, but casually ignored it as she faced the blonde vampire. “Flattery won’t get you anywhere, Reisys,” she said proudly in response to Reisys’ comment after introducing herself. She pondered why this Camerin person splashed cold water over his head, but didn’t ask. I see. She managed to get Gift users summoned for her community. Well, that’s one big success, perhaps? She pondered. I suppose we’ll be peering into the answer soon, won’t we, Katsumi?
“Don’t mind me. But Pervert One, that, to me, sounds like a challenge,” Reisys said as she then looked at Johnny.
Johnny cleared his throat again. He couldn’t talk right with the overwhelmingly beautiful bunny girl near him. “I’m just stating facts, girl… You know what they say, †˜better lucky than good’. I can be both!”
"Tch, get over yourself, don't be such a boob-- I mean fool! I've never, heard such a thing in my life." Camerin cut in actually speaking at the tone he intended for himself, though he did mess up a bit there. This made Kin’iro giggle.
“You damn perverted boys! Stop drooling over her lumps of fat!” Leala said angrily as she approached the table with their food. “Who’s the wise guy who wrote my name on the list also?!” She asked as she placed the food on the table.
Camerin snickered loudly at Leala’s cluelessness remembering what Johnny wrote down. He's gonna get it now! He thought hardly able to contain himself, darting an eye at Johnny looking for his response.
Somehow, Leala’s angry voice soothed Johnny’s desire. At least, it quelled his desire to do †˜various things’ with the bunny girl, and instead brought about the desire to tease Leala. “What can I say, you’re irresistible, Leala! I just wanted to eat you up, if you know what I mean…” He had a grin on his face. He had to hold backhis urge to laugh, since he also needed to brace himself. Surely, Leala was gonna hit him.
Leala’s face turned bright red, “w-what are you saying, i-idiot!” Leala said as she then quickly approached Johnny and punched his stomach.
“Ugh…” Johnny reared back as he was hit. “Yeah… you see, that reaction to hide your embarrassment… It’s cute in it’s own right. So harsh on the outside, but I’ll bet your heart’s pounding fast...” He groaned as he spoke, but he maintained the grin on his face. “There was a word for it… I forgot what it was.”
"Ouch, you're messing with some demon, kid." Said Camerin, rubbing Johnny’s back for comfort.
“Shut up, shut up!” Leala shouted at Johnny knowing what he said was true, and that it did made her heart pound faster.
“Oh? Lumps of fat, you claim?” Kin’iro said in response to that one comment she angrily made about her amble chest, accompanied by a feigning puzzled look on her face. She then proceeded to look down to her plump bosom before laying gaze towards Leala’s chest; apparently making a direct comparison. Was it even comparable? Probably not. She did so regardless, just to belittle Leala to the maximum degree possible, and stamp the sign of †˜flat-chested’ onto her face. “Oh,” her innocent expression crumbled subsequently as she could hardly contain herself; as if having witnessed the pitiful excuse of a †˜chest’ for the first time in her entire lifetime. “Pfft,” she broke into a malicious snicker, while covering her mouth with a hand – which gave a subtle hint of politeness and mannerism – as she lowered her strikingly red pupils to Leala’s stature and physique. “I’m not surprised that you say such a thing,” she said, continuing to attempt to tone down her stifling laughter.
Upon hearing Kin’iro, Leala became furious. “Size isn’t all that matters! Plus I’m still growing!” Leala said as she wanted to strike at Kin’iro but knew it would be futile effort.
“Growing, you say?” Kin’iro replied with a big grin. She was completely enjoying herself here. With Leala around; this community was never boring. “Perhaps. That doesn’t quite change anything, though. Size marks my charm and appeal regardless. It’s hardly a matter of fat, I believe. Want to try and touch – to make sure?” Kin’iro stated, then offered with a racy wink.
Camerin’s ears perked up, as he heard Kin’iro's response. Swiftly, he stopped comforting Johnny and pushed him out of his way, staring at the two women with outstretched eyes. Do it, do it, do it, do it! He thought. Leala wasn't the most mature looking girl but according to Camerin; girl on girl action is girl on girl action, besides, he would want to see just how versatile this woman is in some cases....
Johnny looked up as well, despite the pain from the punch still lingering. Oh, c’mon Leala, don’t let me down… This was a chance to see something exciting. Even though he’d be somewhat jealous of another person being able to do what he wanted to do, if it were Leala, it’d make for a very interesting event. He clenched his teeth as he shifted focuses back and forth between the petite Leala and the busty Kiniro Usagi.
Annoyed, Reisys stood up from her seat. She then walked up behind Kin’iro, and grabbed both her breasts with her hands and began squishing them. “I believe you’re getting a bit ahead of yourself, don’t you think, Miss Bunny?” Reisys said playfully.
“Iiiiieeeyaaannnnnn~!!” A strange squirm escaped Kin’iro’s lips as she was groped by the vampire. However, Kin’iro was not taken down, but was further amused instead. “My, aren’t you bold?” She asked with a chuckle, apparently not making any more lewd noise from the touch of her hands. This Reisys person was utterly terrible with fondling breasts, it seemed; the aforementioned squirm being a carefully played out act. Was it because she was a child who never fondled her own breasts for pleasure? Oh wait – Kin’iro took a look down to her chest – she didn’t have any to play with – to begin with. She gave a sinister laugh internally. “Aren’t you getting over your head yourself, petty vampire? Who gave you the permission to touch me?” The tone took an abrupt shift. A complete one-hundred and eighty degree turn – if one may put it that way. It was subtly oppressive and belittling. There was, however, a rather sadistic smile hanging over her face. Wasn’t she a jealous little fellow? No wonder she knows how Leala feels.
“My, my I guess first looks can be deceiving, can they?” Reisys said as she let go of Kin’iro. “I was just bored. I believe you probably would have done the same.”
“What the…” Johnny was in shock by Reisys’ action. “Who knew she’d be so forward…” The sudden change in the bunny girl’s temperament also surprised Johnny. Does… does Reisys swing that way? What a strange development that would be!
“Guh...!” Camerin did the absolute best he could to stop his nosebleed, things were escalating quickly with these women around.
“Why did you do that Reisys!” Leala said with her face completely red upon seeing what Reisys did.
“Ku ku ku…Wouldn’t you like to know.” Reisys simply said as she headed back to her seat.
“Boredom and getting over the head doesn’t match,” Kin’iro said sarcastically, her smile and good graces apparently back up. As if a computer’s programmes being rebooted. Not a sign or a spec remained of the darkness she showed earlier. “Me doing it is absolutely justifiable though. Because, it’s me.”
“I believe that’s enough of that. Everyone take your seats. Any more acts like that from any of you and you’ll be leaving without breakfast.” Katsumi stated.
“Yeeeeesss!” Kin’iro said as her voice trailed off with a big smile. She raised her hand to the side of her face to give a salute to over exaggerate how she obeyed the command. This movement, however, caused her ample breasts to jiggle slightly. She then took up a fork and spoon, and started eating her food silently, yet with a happy face. Leala was quite well in cooking, after all. At the heart of the reality; Kin’iro didn’t care about breakfast as she could go out to eat any day.
“Bah,” Camerin said a bit flustered from the occurrence from before. He rested his chin onto the side of his wrist and took a sip of his iced coffee. It was nothing compared to ordinary coffee but it was almost as good. Camerin was surprised how Leala added just the correct amount of sugar and cream making the taste all the sweeter. “Wow...not bad Leala,” Camerin said. “I’m used to people messing up my coffee, but you did it just right.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Johnny responded to Katsumi. All this excitement caused him to forget how hungry he was. He took his utensils and started to eat the food that was laid out in front of him. The pancakes he ordered were soft and fluffy, and the syrup complimented it quite well. Johnny was blissful as he ate it. “Well, well, Leala. Color me impressed. I haven’t had pancakes this good in a while.”
“Hey, have you guys decided what you want?!” Leala said as she placed Katsumi’s food on the table. “Also, where is that Damn Rabbit? I take it she doesn’t want breakfast today.”
Camerin passed the orders to Leala. “Yeah, here you go. Though, Reisys didn’t order yet; we’re in the middle of helping her,” Camerin replied resting his chin on his hand. “I’m curious as to who this rabbit you’re talking about though.”
“I’ll just bring her some pancakes. You’ll probably find out soon,” Leala said as she grabbed the note, she’d now be heading back to the kitchen.
“But, I’d rather have bacon with scrambled eggs instead,” a sweet voice of a temptress was heard. The figure of a golden rabbit-eared lady stood just a few inches behind Leala as she leaned over, and spoke pleasantly – close to her ears with a heart-melting whisper. She wore a lucrative black costume, with her cleavage showing openly. Her womanly charms spread across the halls without a doubt – it was Kin’iro; the golden rabbit girl.
“Kyaa!” Leala screamed at Kin’iro suddenly whispering into her ear from behind. “Don’t sneak up behind me like that, you Damn Rabbit!”
“Oh dear,” Kin’iro started, her hands meekly placed over her chest; pretending to be scared for a moment as she took a step back from the irritated dog-eared girl. “I am absolutely not at fault; you just happened to be standing on my way, is all,” Kin’iro said as her lips curved mischievously that signified the surfacing mirth over her face.
“Whatever! I’ll bring your food in a bit so just take your seat,” Leala said, irritated as she went back to the kitchen.
Kin’iro lightly waved with a delightful expression as Leala stormed off with an angry look, while she herself relished the feeling of victory. Victory for being able to pull such a surprised expression out of her, anyway. She then took a few light yet graceful steps to reach the table, and took a seat. “Good morning, Katsumi,” she greeted the leader of her community.
“Good morning, Kin’iro. Don’t you think you should be nicer towards Leala?”
“Oh my, I do believe that I’m being nice,” Kin’iro replied, placing a fingertip over the raised corner of her lip. She spoke with a menacing tone. “In my very own fashion, of course,” she added, her face now full of glee.
“That’s very much like you,” Katsumi simply said as she began eating.
Johnny’s jaw dropped upon the arrival of the bunny girl. “Ohohoho my god…” He couldn’t even make eye contact with her. His eyes were drawn into her chest. [johnny]Just look at the knobs on her! My, my, they’re barely contained![/color] He looked upon the rest of her figure. Oh my... those thighs… those legs… that blonde hair… His eyes returned to her bosom. But, best of all… Johnny had a silly grin on his face as he stared.
Camerin’s ears and tail fidgeted excitedly to no end at the blonde beauty before him. He's seen his share of women in the past but this one was leagues passed them all. Damn...just look at this one-- a fine lady she is indeed! Eyes heavily implanted on her breasts, her curved figure, everything! He bit his lower lip in response, he wasn't sure whether to respond or completely break down and bow to the bunny-goddess before him.
“Pervert One, and Pervert Two... you two are drooling all over,” Reisys said as she couldn’t believe the faces these two were making.
“Mnm, it’s the first time that I am witnessing others seated in this table. Aside from Katsumi, Leala, and myself,” Kin’iro thought out loud as she laid her sight over the trio of newcomers with a smile – a smile that she seemed to have conjured without a thought, it was a natural; charismatic expression – as she rested her head over the palm of her hand. “Who may you three be?” She asked curiously.
“Ku ku ku...I’m the mighty Reisys VII Felicity. I can see why Leala would respond to you the way she does, Miss.”
Camerin dumped a cold glass of water on to his face to keep himself at bay, the woman was that stunning to not lose one’s composure in front of. “I'm C-Camerin Mathers!” He responded so suddenly, starstruck. “N-Nice to meet you!”
“Ahem…” Johnny cleared his throat and took one deep breath before introducing himself. He needed to keep his cool. “T-the name’s Jonathan Lax. Just call me Johnny! I’m the breast- I mean, best guy Leala summoned of us three!” He bragged. He made a freudian slip, having stared too long at the bunny girl.
“Ah, I see. It’s nice to meet you all. I am known as Kin’iro – an aristocrat of the Miniature Garden. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Kin’iro introduced herself in a perfectly composed and gentle tone, accompanied by a graceful terse bow of her head. She noticed how Johnny slipped his tongue back there, but casually ignored it as she faced the blonde vampire. “Flattery won’t get you anywhere, Reisys,” she said proudly in response to Reisys’ comment after introducing herself. She pondered why this Camerin person splashed cold water over his head, but didn’t ask. I see. She managed to get Gift users summoned for her community. Well, that’s one big success, perhaps? She pondered. I suppose we’ll be peering into the answer soon, won’t we, Katsumi?
“Don’t mind me. But Pervert One, that, to me, sounds like a challenge,” Reisys said as she then looked at Johnny.
Johnny cleared his throat again. He couldn’t talk right with the overwhelmingly beautiful bunny girl near him. “I’m just stating facts, girl… You know what they say, †˜better lucky than good’. I can be both!”
"Tch, get over yourself, don't be such a boob-- I mean fool! I've never, heard such a thing in my life." Camerin cut in actually speaking at the tone he intended for himself, though he did mess up a bit there. This made Kin’iro giggle.
“You damn perverted boys! Stop drooling over her lumps of fat!” Leala said angrily as she approached the table with their food. “Who’s the wise guy who wrote my name on the list also?!” She asked as she placed the food on the table.
Camerin snickered loudly at Leala’s cluelessness remembering what Johnny wrote down. He's gonna get it now! He thought hardly able to contain himself, darting an eye at Johnny looking for his response.
Somehow, Leala’s angry voice soothed Johnny’s desire. At least, it quelled his desire to do †˜various things’ with the bunny girl, and instead brought about the desire to tease Leala. “What can I say, you’re irresistible, Leala! I just wanted to eat you up, if you know what I mean…” He had a grin on his face. He had to hold backhis urge to laugh, since he also needed to brace himself. Surely, Leala was gonna hit him.
Leala’s face turned bright red, “w-what are you saying, i-idiot!” Leala said as she then quickly approached Johnny and punched his stomach.
“Ugh…” Johnny reared back as he was hit. “Yeah… you see, that reaction to hide your embarrassment… It’s cute in it’s own right. So harsh on the outside, but I’ll bet your heart’s pounding fast...” He groaned as he spoke, but he maintained the grin on his face. “There was a word for it… I forgot what it was.”
"Ouch, you're messing with some demon, kid." Said Camerin, rubbing Johnny’s back for comfort.
“Shut up, shut up!” Leala shouted at Johnny knowing what he said was true, and that it did made her heart pound faster.
“Oh? Lumps of fat, you claim?” Kin’iro said in response to that one comment she angrily made about her amble chest, accompanied by a feigning puzzled look on her face. She then proceeded to look down to her plump bosom before laying gaze towards Leala’s chest; apparently making a direct comparison. Was it even comparable? Probably not. She did so regardless, just to belittle Leala to the maximum degree possible, and stamp the sign of †˜flat-chested’ onto her face. “Oh,” her innocent expression crumbled subsequently as she could hardly contain herself; as if having witnessed the pitiful excuse of a †˜chest’ for the first time in her entire lifetime. “Pfft,” she broke into a malicious snicker, while covering her mouth with a hand – which gave a subtle hint of politeness and mannerism – as she lowered her strikingly red pupils to Leala’s stature and physique. “I’m not surprised that you say such a thing,” she said, continuing to attempt to tone down her stifling laughter.
Upon hearing Kin’iro, Leala became furious. “Size isn’t all that matters! Plus I’m still growing!” Leala said as she wanted to strike at Kin’iro but knew it would be futile effort.
“Growing, you say?” Kin’iro replied with a big grin. She was completely enjoying herself here. With Leala around; this community was never boring. “Perhaps. That doesn’t quite change anything, though. Size marks my charm and appeal regardless. It’s hardly a matter of fat, I believe. Want to try and touch – to make sure?” Kin’iro stated, then offered with a racy wink.
Camerin’s ears perked up, as he heard Kin’iro's response. Swiftly, he stopped comforting Johnny and pushed him out of his way, staring at the two women with outstretched eyes. Do it, do it, do it, do it! He thought. Leala wasn't the most mature looking girl but according to Camerin; girl on girl action is girl on girl action, besides, he would want to see just how versatile this woman is in some cases....
Johnny looked up as well, despite the pain from the punch still lingering. Oh, c’mon Leala, don’t let me down… This was a chance to see something exciting. Even though he’d be somewhat jealous of another person being able to do what he wanted to do, if it were Leala, it’d make for a very interesting event. He clenched his teeth as he shifted focuses back and forth between the petite Leala and the busty Kiniro Usagi.
Annoyed, Reisys stood up from her seat. She then walked up behind Kin’iro, and grabbed both her breasts with her hands and began squishing them. “I believe you’re getting a bit ahead of yourself, don’t you think, Miss Bunny?” Reisys said playfully.
“Iiiiieeeyaaannnnnn~!!” A strange squirm escaped Kin’iro’s lips as she was groped by the vampire. However, Kin’iro was not taken down, but was further amused instead. “My, aren’t you bold?” She asked with a chuckle, apparently not making any more lewd noise from the touch of her hands. This Reisys person was utterly terrible with fondling breasts, it seemed; the aforementioned squirm being a carefully played out act. Was it because she was a child who never fondled her own breasts for pleasure? Oh wait – Kin’iro took a look down to her chest – she didn’t have any to play with – to begin with. She gave a sinister laugh internally. “Aren’t you getting over your head yourself, petty vampire? Who gave you the permission to touch me?” The tone took an abrupt shift. A complete one-hundred and eighty degree turn – if one may put it that way. It was subtly oppressive and belittling. There was, however, a rather sadistic smile hanging over her face. Wasn’t she a jealous little fellow? No wonder she knows how Leala feels.
“My, my I guess first looks can be deceiving, can they?” Reisys said as she let go of Kin’iro. “I was just bored. I believe you probably would have done the same.”
“What the…” Johnny was in shock by Reisys’ action. “Who knew she’d be so forward…” The sudden change in the bunny girl’s temperament also surprised Johnny. Does… does Reisys swing that way? What a strange development that would be!
“Guh...!” Camerin did the absolute best he could to stop his nosebleed, things were escalating quickly with these women around.
“Why did you do that Reisys!” Leala said with her face completely red upon seeing what Reisys did.
“Ku ku ku…Wouldn’t you like to know.” Reisys simply said as she headed back to her seat.
“Boredom and getting over the head doesn’t match,” Kin’iro said sarcastically, her smile and good graces apparently back up. As if a computer’s programmes being rebooted. Not a sign or a spec remained of the darkness she showed earlier. “Me doing it is absolutely justifiable though. Because, it’s me.”
“I believe that’s enough of that. Everyone take your seats. Any more acts like that from any of you and you’ll be leaving without breakfast.” Katsumi stated.
“Yeeeeesss!” Kin’iro said as her voice trailed off with a big smile. She raised her hand to the side of her face to give a salute to over exaggerate how she obeyed the command. This movement, however, caused her ample breasts to jiggle slightly. She then took up a fork and spoon, and started eating her food silently, yet with a happy face. Leala was quite well in cooking, after all. At the heart of the reality; Kin’iro didn’t care about breakfast as she could go out to eat any day.
“Bah,” Camerin said a bit flustered from the occurrence from before. He rested his chin onto the side of his wrist and took a sip of his iced coffee. It was nothing compared to ordinary coffee but it was almost as good. Camerin was surprised how Leala added just the correct amount of sugar and cream making the taste all the sweeter. “Wow...not bad Leala,” Camerin said. “I’m used to people messing up my coffee, but you did it just right.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Johnny responded to Katsumi. All this excitement caused him to forget how hungry he was. He took his utensils and started to eat the food that was laid out in front of him. The pancakes he ordered were soft and fluffy, and the syrup complimented it quite well. Johnny was blissful as he ate it. “Well, well, Leala. Color me impressed. I haven’t had pancakes this good in a while.”
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
I have the worst nickname that was randomly given to me on the CTFG forums, when my friend thought it'd be funny to call by a food that I happen to eat everyday. Another friend from IB -- without knowing the history -- happened to come up with the same idea, and he caused it to make the nickname much more frequently used than it ever was.
It's basically shifting a single letter out of my old username that I used to have here.
Do I like it? Nope. Not at all, because fuck that.
It's basically shifting a single letter out of my old username that I used to have here.
Do I like it? Nope. Not at all, because fuck that.
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Ignacia found herself waking up in the middle of a shop. She took notice of pictures and paintings of coffee on the walls as well as menus. It was clear that she was in a café, however it was in ruins and devoid of people.
“...An abandoned café,” Ignacia commented. “...Am I back to Pasadena?” She looked around to survey her surroundings; broken tables, littered floor, chairs fallen and misplaced, shattered windows; no people were visible whatsoever. Had the Old God done something this random in his previous games? She couldn’t tell. She was busy half the time he had his own fun, after all. More specifically, she’d busy herself to avert her gaze from the evil treachery he’d commit.
"Help...me," said a weak voice. It was heard from behind the counter of the shop. Ignacia could deduce that it was the voice of a young boy as it echoed through the shop. "Help me, please..." the voice said again.
“A survivor?” Ignacia rushed her eyes, examining the surroundings once more. “Where are you?” She said, the voice seemed to be coming from beyond the counter; to which she walked over to at a brisk pace; peering across the space before her. Ignacia's eyes were invaded with a sight that she wished she was able to void from her memory, the boy lied onto the cold floor, blood seeping out from his chest. The way his wound curved onto his torso, they made out to be a large scratch.
Blood oozed from the boy rapidly as he moaned in agony. He painstakingly put a hand out to Ignacia.
Ignacia moved behind the counter, crouched down to the boy. A melancholic face surfaced as she looked down at the fatal wound. She didn’t avert her eyes from the grotesque sight, not even for a moment. Taking his hand, she questioned, “Don’t talk, it’ll only make things worse.”
“W-What happened? Why is everyone dead? My chest, it hurts…” The boy grimaced as he looked up to Ignacia. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gripped the angel's hand. This boy, clouded in confusion and anguish tried his best to hold on for dear life. Have this god no mercy?
“Nevermind that! Please don’t speak, it’ll make your condition worse,” Ignacia said- no, insisted. Her grip tightening around the hand she held.
"I....I...I..." is what the boy kept repeating as his grip loosened from Ignacia's hand, his eyes went blank, and the rest of his blood painted the café floor.
“May your soul rest in peace,” Ignacia closed her eyes to the boy; giving a moment of silence for him. She prayed from the bottom of her heart for the wellbeing of his soul… but then, who’d she pray to? The cold-hearted Old God who knew not what is good for the world? Was there anyone above Old God’s position to grant miracles? Of course not. She had to seize his throne, assume the role of the omnipotent being, and become the rightful ruler – one who’d place proper laws down for the goodness and prosperity of mankind.
"Bummeeeer...." Said a voice from the entrance of the café, it was lazily spoken almost as if whomever said this was being sarcastic. "Kid didn't even stand a chance." Said the voice, from outside, the source of the voice revealed itself. It was a young girl with jet black hair who wore an autumn colored Kimono, long horns stuck out from the girl's head.
Ignacia straightened herself out as she stood up, beneath her feet was a pool of blood. While she was depressed at the tragic sight, she’d admit that she was glad that was dress wasn’t draped with crimson blood. Peering towards the young maiden clad in a Japanese-style attire, her expression turned monotone once again. Cool and taciturn. The aura exuding from her was supernatural, and Ignacia could tell that she was likely a person who came for her.
“And who may you be?” Ignacia asked. The quivering anger was much restrained and controlled, as she articulated every words as precisely as possible. “What do you want?”
"Relax, sweetie. I'm Asahina Enma, I'm sure you've heard of me." The girl said flipping her hair to the side, she, I'm smiled as she did so.
A smirk crept over Ignacia’s face. “Oh dear, I know not what you speak of,” she spoke, sarcastically. A girl helping Old God with such a devious game; Ignacia usually would avert her eyes from such people, too. Same as she did now. Except that Ignacia simply looked at whatever that lied behind this person. The face was considered unattractive, to her. Looking at what was evil – would bring a premonition of bad luck to her.
Asahina returned the smirk to the woman and looked her over."Well, the old coot wasn't lying; you are a looker." She smiled. Asahina could see why the Old God was obsessive over this particular woman, or rather angel, it's a wonder why she didn't choose to fall centuries earlier, the old man is a pig and Asahina grimaced working for such a forceful being.
“Looks are all he cares about, doesn’t he?” Ignacia said, menacingly. Perhaps that’s all he truly ever cared about, instead of trying to think of a person’s personality. Ignacia never cared, so despite spending countless years serving him, she didn’t ever try to get along. “And the looks of destruction, perhaps.”
"Ohohoho, feisty aren't we?" Said Asahina feigning sarcasm. However the angel piqued her interest compared to the other players. "Let's cut to the chase, shall we?" Said Asahina while she leaned lazily on her Thorn-- a naginata imbued with a piece of King Enma’s spirit.
“Already done so when I first asked,” Ignacia said, shrugging, dropping the smile as if it was all but a skit on her part. It didn’t seemed like this person was a †˜player’ of the †˜game’. She seemed more like a person hired to facilitate. What happened to getting everything done by snapping fingers? So much for omnipotence.
Asahina laughed at this, the woman was much more interesting than the Old God played her out to be."Anywho, the tower awaits." She pointed outside of the café door. An immense light shined from the very outskirts of the city, though it could be seen from the distance the two stood. At base of the light stood a large cylinder like structure stretching over the heavens-- so to speak. Asahina wore a nonchalant smile as she revealed the emanating tower.
“Apparently, it does,” Ignacia replied. The silence was disturbed by the noise of slow yet firm footsteps made with a sturdy and durable pair of dark-reddish boots – as Ignacia exited the café past Asahina, looking up to Tower of Gaia.
"Mnm, shall we?" Asahina said grabbing Ignacia by her skirt."Try not to spill your guts all over me like the others, the old man thinks this is the most practical way of travel." Asahina warned before engulfing the two in red smoke, vanishing from the area.
“...An abandoned café,” Ignacia commented. “...Am I back to Pasadena?” She looked around to survey her surroundings; broken tables, littered floor, chairs fallen and misplaced, shattered windows; no people were visible whatsoever. Had the Old God done something this random in his previous games? She couldn’t tell. She was busy half the time he had his own fun, after all. More specifically, she’d busy herself to avert her gaze from the evil treachery he’d commit.
"Help...me," said a weak voice. It was heard from behind the counter of the shop. Ignacia could deduce that it was the voice of a young boy as it echoed through the shop. "Help me, please..." the voice said again.
“A survivor?” Ignacia rushed her eyes, examining the surroundings once more. “Where are you?” She said, the voice seemed to be coming from beyond the counter; to which she walked over to at a brisk pace; peering across the space before her. Ignacia's eyes were invaded with a sight that she wished she was able to void from her memory, the boy lied onto the cold floor, blood seeping out from his chest. The way his wound curved onto his torso, they made out to be a large scratch.
Blood oozed from the boy rapidly as he moaned in agony. He painstakingly put a hand out to Ignacia.
Ignacia moved behind the counter, crouched down to the boy. A melancholic face surfaced as she looked down at the fatal wound. She didn’t avert her eyes from the grotesque sight, not even for a moment. Taking his hand, she questioned, “Don’t talk, it’ll only make things worse.”
“W-What happened? Why is everyone dead? My chest, it hurts…” The boy grimaced as he looked up to Ignacia. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gripped the angel's hand. This boy, clouded in confusion and anguish tried his best to hold on for dear life. Have this god no mercy?
“Nevermind that! Please don’t speak, it’ll make your condition worse,” Ignacia said- no, insisted. Her grip tightening around the hand she held.
"I....I...I..." is what the boy kept repeating as his grip loosened from Ignacia's hand, his eyes went blank, and the rest of his blood painted the café floor.
“May your soul rest in peace,” Ignacia closed her eyes to the boy; giving a moment of silence for him. She prayed from the bottom of her heart for the wellbeing of his soul… but then, who’d she pray to? The cold-hearted Old God who knew not what is good for the world? Was there anyone above Old God’s position to grant miracles? Of course not. She had to seize his throne, assume the role of the omnipotent being, and become the rightful ruler – one who’d place proper laws down for the goodness and prosperity of mankind.
"Bummeeeer...." Said a voice from the entrance of the café, it was lazily spoken almost as if whomever said this was being sarcastic. "Kid didn't even stand a chance." Said the voice, from outside, the source of the voice revealed itself. It was a young girl with jet black hair who wore an autumn colored Kimono, long horns stuck out from the girl's head.
Ignacia straightened herself out as she stood up, beneath her feet was a pool of blood. While she was depressed at the tragic sight, she’d admit that she was glad that was dress wasn’t draped with crimson blood. Peering towards the young maiden clad in a Japanese-style attire, her expression turned monotone once again. Cool and taciturn. The aura exuding from her was supernatural, and Ignacia could tell that she was likely a person who came for her.
“And who may you be?” Ignacia asked. The quivering anger was much restrained and controlled, as she articulated every words as precisely as possible. “What do you want?”
"Relax, sweetie. I'm Asahina Enma, I'm sure you've heard of me." The girl said flipping her hair to the side, she, I'm smiled as she did so.
A smirk crept over Ignacia’s face. “Oh dear, I know not what you speak of,” she spoke, sarcastically. A girl helping Old God with such a devious game; Ignacia usually would avert her eyes from such people, too. Same as she did now. Except that Ignacia simply looked at whatever that lied behind this person. The face was considered unattractive, to her. Looking at what was evil – would bring a premonition of bad luck to her.
Asahina returned the smirk to the woman and looked her over."Well, the old coot wasn't lying; you are a looker." She smiled. Asahina could see why the Old God was obsessive over this particular woman, or rather angel, it's a wonder why she didn't choose to fall centuries earlier, the old man is a pig and Asahina grimaced working for such a forceful being.
“Looks are all he cares about, doesn’t he?” Ignacia said, menacingly. Perhaps that’s all he truly ever cared about, instead of trying to think of a person’s personality. Ignacia never cared, so despite spending countless years serving him, she didn’t ever try to get along. “And the looks of destruction, perhaps.”
"Ohohoho, feisty aren't we?" Said Asahina feigning sarcasm. However the angel piqued her interest compared to the other players. "Let's cut to the chase, shall we?" Said Asahina while she leaned lazily on her Thorn-- a naginata imbued with a piece of King Enma’s spirit.
“Already done so when I first asked,” Ignacia said, shrugging, dropping the smile as if it was all but a skit on her part. It didn’t seemed like this person was a †˜player’ of the †˜game’. She seemed more like a person hired to facilitate. What happened to getting everything done by snapping fingers? So much for omnipotence.
Asahina laughed at this, the woman was much more interesting than the Old God played her out to be."Anywho, the tower awaits." She pointed outside of the café door. An immense light shined from the very outskirts of the city, though it could be seen from the distance the two stood. At base of the light stood a large cylinder like structure stretching over the heavens-- so to speak. Asahina wore a nonchalant smile as she revealed the emanating tower.
“Apparently, it does,” Ignacia replied. The silence was disturbed by the noise of slow yet firm footsteps made with a sturdy and durable pair of dark-reddish boots – as Ignacia exited the café past Asahina, looking up to Tower of Gaia.
"Mnm, shall we?" Asahina said grabbing Ignacia by her skirt."Try not to spill your guts all over me like the others, the old man thinks this is the most practical way of travel." Asahina warned before engulfing the two in red smoke, vanishing from the area.
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This post stars: Kahouin Natsuki and Tadaima Hiyori. The song featured in this post is: Go My Way!)
[size=15]Sun Kiss Audition:[/h]
The venue today was in Dream Academy. The stage was in one of its auditorium. This place was admittedly far more spacious than Starlight Academy. It did seemed more futuristic and it did not held onto the feeling of European high-class designs and architecture unlike Starlight Academy. Most of the participating students had to run on their own feet to get here – those who weren’t from Dream Academy, anyway. Some might’ve used a taxi, however.
Natsuki strolled across the Academy’s halls, still waiting for the audition’s designated time. While she didn’t entirely approve of Dream Academy’s decor, it wasn’t necessarily bad in itself - merely different from what she would have picked.
“Ah, are you partaking in today’s audition?” A lady said as she approached Natsuki. She had really short brown hair, and possessed an incredibly slim figure. She seemed to be as old Orihime Headmistress – if not slightly older, but seemingly young. She had purple eyes, and wore appropriate make-up. Her dress-up contained a red top, and a black short skirt, along with black long stockings, and black heels. “Then you’re heading to the wrong direction!” She added.
Natsuki looked up, startled, before putting on a demure smile. ”Oh! I didn’t know. Thank you very much, Madame.” She bowed her head slightly. ”This place is rather large, so it’s easy for someone to get lost if they don’t have a map…” She added.
“There are some maps in the walls, I think… ” the lady said, pondering. As if she herself is unsure. “If you come across one, go to †˜Auditorium E’!” She said. “Hmm… I feel like I saw you somewhere before…”
Natsuki bowed again. ”Thank you Madame.” She replied again. ”Ah, my name is Kahouin. Natsuki Kahouin. She informed her speaker. Perhaps, the woman knew her from one of the Academy’s broadcasts? Or, given her age, maybe knew one of her relatives; in spite of her blonde-and-blue-eyed constitution, Natsuki was not that different from most Kahouin women.
“Ah! Now I know! You’re one of the fresh girls who made a recent debut on Starlight Academy, didn’t you? Your debut performance – the walk on the runway was great!” She praised. “My name is Yumesaki Tiara – I am the Headmistress of Dream Academy – nice to meet you!”
Natsuki curtsied. ”A pleasure to meet you, Headmistress.” She said a little more officially. ”And thank you. That walk took a bit of preparation, really. I’m glad that people enjoyed it!” That much was true - Natsuki had found that she enjoyed seeing the people’s impassioned expressions after her show.
“I like seeing girls like you blossom on the stage,” Tiara openly claimed. “You seem to have good sense of style and fashion. Perhaps you may one day truly have your dresses come to life!” Tiara remarked. “Why not try to become an actual modelling? I think it might fit you very much!”
Natsuki paused, surprised. It...sounded rather nice, actually. Though Natsuki kept improving her dancing, it wasn’t something she wanted to particularly focus on. And modelling...well, that had a certain kind of stoic charm to it. She smiled. ”I might consider it, once I have more time.” She honestly admitted.
“Regardless, you should walk on a single straight line sometimes! It really helps with cat-walking, especially if you add some height into it!” Tiara said the last portion of her sentence with the usual enthusiasm as if it was still a piece of cake for everyone. “Anyway, I’d best be off now, be sure to find your way to the auditorium!” she said before waving her hand at Natsuki while walking off.
Natsuki managed to only briefly wave back before the woman disappeared. What an interesting person, She thought.
Natsuki was soon led to a waiting room where she waited for almost about thirty minutes after reaching her destination. There were quite a lot of girls in here, today. Mostly Dream Academy students; perhaps they joined since the location didn’t quite required efforts for mobility. The most eye-catching figure participating today was Himesato Maria – one of the fabled models of Dream Academy, apparently a princess from some wealthy family. Albeit, Natsuki didn’t know her, but she could tell how charming she seemed from a single glance. On the other hand, there was Hiyori, a fellow student from Starlight Academy, unfortunately Natsuki didn’t quite know her either; she never quite looked up the other students that passed the Nationwide Audition Caravan.
Natsuki briefly pondered on what to do next. She could have went on ahead and say her greetings to Himesato, but then again, Natsuki really didn’t feel that it was required. Rather, she had felt surprisingly...protective of her status as a Starlight Academy student. Therefore, in the end she decided to hang out with her fellow student instead. Good time as any for introductions, eh?
Natsuki approached Hiyori, putting on her best smile. ”Hello there,” she begun, trying to catch her fellow student’s attention. ”Waiting for your turn at the auditions I see...Hiyori, wasn’t it?”
Hiyori nodded enthusiastically, happy to have a fellow student to chat with. “Yup, that’s me!” She looked around to see if there were any others from Starlight Academy but only found Natsuki. “It’s nice to meet you!”
”Likewise, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance” Natsuki nodded, taking up the sole empty seat next to Hiyori. ”So, excited for the upcoming audition?” She asked the girl.
“Very!” Replied Hiyori, clapping her hands together in delight. “I knew this was one I’d sign up for when, the name “Sun Kiss” is something I can’t pass up.” She nodded her head sagely, appearing to be in deep thought.
Natsuki laughed gently. ”Well, it does sound nice I suppose.” She paused in thought. ”Though to tell you the truth...I signed up mostly because it’s a modeling audition...and honestly, I feel more confident with modelling than anything else, so far.”
Hiyori did another appraisal of Natsuki’s appearance, gazing at her hair and toying with her own blonde locks. “Well, you do look pretty different from the rest of the girls and…” She paused, trying to find the appropriate words. “Um, more mature? Adult? Ngaah!” Giving up, Hiyori just smiled sheepishly. “You look unique!”
Natsuki giggled. ”That’s very nice of you.” She said, tilting her head to get a better look at Hiyori.”You’re quite unique yourself.” She paused for a minute, gathering her thoughts. ”Like...a-a younger sister, I suppose. The kind you just want to hug and spoil.” She said to Hiyori.
“Hehe~” Hiyori giggled, “Thank you I guess? I don’t have any siblings but I get what you mean.” She replied charmingly, “The younger children from my town are just so adorable.” Hiyori blew a lock of hair out of the way, some of it falling in front of her eyes after her toying.
Natsuki smiled, reaching out for the other girl’s shoulder. ”Awww~ That’s so sweet. I wish I had a sister like you! And I’m sure you’ll make a great mother in the future!” Natsuki smiled brightly at the other blonde. ”Let’s do our best then, alright?”
“Eh? Me?” Hiyori flushed and tilted her head away, somewhat embarrassed by the comment. She just wanted the people around her to be happy, that’s all. “Mmm…” She managed, nodding shyly in agreement.
Natsuki giggled again, bringing one of her hands to the mouth in an elegant gesture. ”Teasing her is surprisingly fun.” She thought.
”That said though, we should probably start preparing now. If you need anything, you have but to ask.” She politely told Hiyori, still smiling.
Hiyori fiddled with the edge of her skirt, still slightly flustered. “Ok… I’m sure I’ll need help sometime in the future… so thank you.” She bowed her head hurriedly, smiling slightly at Natsuki’s offer. “Likewise, I’d extend the same offer to you!”
Natsuki smiled brightly at the other girl as she tilted her head in the other way, the curtain of platinum-blonde hair sparkling behind her. ”Thank you very much darling. I’ll keep it in mind.”
Now, there was nothing but to wait for the auditions to start.
Some girls were calling in by the staff members, before Natsuki was beckoned to head for the dressing room. It was then time – for her to shine.
She found herself on a road made from purple, hard light, with the symbol of “spade” card floating around. In front of her, the cards silently hung in the air.
With quick, but elegant, pace, Natsuki walked through card after card.
The first was top, then skirt and lastlyok feeling was…exciting, actually. She felt invigorated, as if the entire world was at her fi, another at an angle to her body with a finger extended and pressed over her lips, in a universal “Shhhh” sign, complete with a racy wink.
”GO MY WAY!! GO mae e!! Gambatte yukimashou, Ichiban daisuki na, Watashi ni naritai”
Perhaps Natsuki was too excited - or perhaps, still too miffed about the choice of the song for this type of the audition. Whatever the reason, her singing could hardly be called ideal. In fact, to be brutally honest, the only good thing about it was that the lyrics were accurate, and somewhat paced. However, the tone of voice was all wrong, as were the various inflections and the expressions in the song. In other words, her singing was flat, and maybe a bit shrill to boot. But the dance routine was simple, and surprisingly refreshing, and she quickly found herself enjoying it.
”NONSUTOPPU de itte mimasho♪ Tte omottara mata akashingou!?! Sonna toki wa hekomanai de, HAIUEI ga aru FAITO!! FURUSUROTTORU tobashite mimasho♪ Tte omottara SUPIIDO seigen!?! Konna toki wa nayamanai de, JETTO ga aru FURAITO!!”
Perhaps enjoying herself a bit too much - as she stepped from one leg to another, Natsuki wore a somewhat impish grin, which clashed considerably with the tone of song and the dance. Unsurprisingly, most of the audience found it either perplexing...or somewhat comical, if you’d will. Nonetheless, it didn’t detract too much from Natsuki’s visual appeal - the just right combination of colors, the sheen of her hair, the sparkling eyes and the tone of her skin.
”Mirai wa dare ni mo mienai MONO, Dakara dare mo ga yume wo miteru, Donna chizu ni mo notte nai kedo, Donna toki demo kanaete kita yo, Saa yukou!!”
Natsuki briskly and smoothly moved through the dance, even if her singing and expression were subpar. A couple of moves - particularly when she had to jump up in cheer and then swing hips side-to-side while doing a hand-roll, got to show off Natsuki’s rather well-developed body for her age, much to delight of the present male audience. The subtle wink, and the sparkling, shiny flow of her brilliant blonde hair helped too - it seemed as if she was less of a girl, and more of a gorgeous - delicious - fairy or succubus. A little improvisation - like a wink there, or a small kiss here, worked wonders too, and Natsuki could hear many sighs from the gathered students. Boys mostly, though there were a couple of girl-sounding ones too...
”GO MY WAY!! GO MY ue e!! Hora hitori hitori ga, Kono sekai juu de, One & Only demo Not Lonely, GO MY WAY!! GO mae e!! Harikitte yukimashou, Subete no kagayaki, Kono yubi ni tomare!”
She finished the performance with a big shout, and to a tremendous applause from the audience. Natsuki genuinely smiled, feeling pride well up in her ample chest. ”I think I now understand why professional idols do what they do.” She thought. She then blew an exaggerated kiss towards the audience, leaning forward, with one of her hands on her tigh - a position that gave a very flattering view of her legs, chest and face.
“La vie est drole” She sensually whispered, inciting yet another round of cheers. Natsuki smiled again, waving back to the enthusiastic crowd.
GM Note:
Total Winning Points: 5
[size=15]Sun Kiss Audition:[/h]
The venue today was in Dream Academy. The stage was in one of its auditorium. This place was admittedly far more spacious than Starlight Academy. It did seemed more futuristic and it did not held onto the feeling of European high-class designs and architecture unlike Starlight Academy. Most of the participating students had to run on their own feet to get here – those who weren’t from Dream Academy, anyway. Some might’ve used a taxi, however.
Natsuki strolled across the Academy’s halls, still waiting for the audition’s designated time. While she didn’t entirely approve of Dream Academy’s decor, it wasn’t necessarily bad in itself - merely different from what she would have picked.
“Ah, are you partaking in today’s audition?” A lady said as she approached Natsuki. She had really short brown hair, and possessed an incredibly slim figure. She seemed to be as old Orihime Headmistress – if not slightly older, but seemingly young. She had purple eyes, and wore appropriate make-up. Her dress-up contained a red top, and a black short skirt, along with black long stockings, and black heels. “Then you’re heading to the wrong direction!” She added.
Natsuki looked up, startled, before putting on a demure smile. ”Oh! I didn’t know. Thank you very much, Madame.” She bowed her head slightly. ”This place is rather large, so it’s easy for someone to get lost if they don’t have a map…” She added.
“There are some maps in the walls, I think… ” the lady said, pondering. As if she herself is unsure. “If you come across one, go to †˜Auditorium E’!” She said. “Hmm… I feel like I saw you somewhere before…”
Natsuki bowed again. ”Thank you Madame.” She replied again. ”Ah, my name is Kahouin. Natsuki Kahouin. She informed her speaker. Perhaps, the woman knew her from one of the Academy’s broadcasts? Or, given her age, maybe knew one of her relatives; in spite of her blonde-and-blue-eyed constitution, Natsuki was not that different from most Kahouin women.
“Ah! Now I know! You’re one of the fresh girls who made a recent debut on Starlight Academy, didn’t you? Your debut performance – the walk on the runway was great!” She praised. “My name is Yumesaki Tiara – I am the Headmistress of Dream Academy – nice to meet you!”
Natsuki curtsied. ”A pleasure to meet you, Headmistress.” She said a little more officially. ”And thank you. That walk took a bit of preparation, really. I’m glad that people enjoyed it!” That much was true - Natsuki had found that she enjoyed seeing the people’s impassioned expressions after her show.
“I like seeing girls like you blossom on the stage,” Tiara openly claimed. “You seem to have good sense of style and fashion. Perhaps you may one day truly have your dresses come to life!” Tiara remarked. “Why not try to become an actual modelling? I think it might fit you very much!”
Natsuki paused, surprised. It...sounded rather nice, actually. Though Natsuki kept improving her dancing, it wasn’t something she wanted to particularly focus on. And modelling...well, that had a certain kind of stoic charm to it. She smiled. ”I might consider it, once I have more time.” She honestly admitted.
“Regardless, you should walk on a single straight line sometimes! It really helps with cat-walking, especially if you add some height into it!” Tiara said the last portion of her sentence with the usual enthusiasm as if it was still a piece of cake for everyone. “Anyway, I’d best be off now, be sure to find your way to the auditorium!” she said before waving her hand at Natsuki while walking off.
Natsuki managed to only briefly wave back before the woman disappeared. What an interesting person, She thought.
***
Natsuki was soon led to a waiting room where she waited for almost about thirty minutes after reaching her destination. There were quite a lot of girls in here, today. Mostly Dream Academy students; perhaps they joined since the location didn’t quite required efforts for mobility. The most eye-catching figure participating today was Himesato Maria – one of the fabled models of Dream Academy, apparently a princess from some wealthy family. Albeit, Natsuki didn’t know her, but she could tell how charming she seemed from a single glance. On the other hand, there was Hiyori, a fellow student from Starlight Academy, unfortunately Natsuki didn’t quite know her either; she never quite looked up the other students that passed the Nationwide Audition Caravan.
Natsuki briefly pondered on what to do next. She could have went on ahead and say her greetings to Himesato, but then again, Natsuki really didn’t feel that it was required. Rather, she had felt surprisingly...protective of her status as a Starlight Academy student. Therefore, in the end she decided to hang out with her fellow student instead. Good time as any for introductions, eh?
Natsuki approached Hiyori, putting on her best smile. ”Hello there,” she begun, trying to catch her fellow student’s attention. ”Waiting for your turn at the auditions I see...Hiyori, wasn’t it?”
Hiyori nodded enthusiastically, happy to have a fellow student to chat with. “Yup, that’s me!” She looked around to see if there were any others from Starlight Academy but only found Natsuki. “It’s nice to meet you!”
”Likewise, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance” Natsuki nodded, taking up the sole empty seat next to Hiyori. ”So, excited for the upcoming audition?” She asked the girl.
“Very!” Replied Hiyori, clapping her hands together in delight. “I knew this was one I’d sign up for when, the name “Sun Kiss” is something I can’t pass up.” She nodded her head sagely, appearing to be in deep thought.
Natsuki laughed gently. ”Well, it does sound nice I suppose.” She paused in thought. ”Though to tell you the truth...I signed up mostly because it’s a modeling audition...and honestly, I feel more confident with modelling than anything else, so far.”
Hiyori did another appraisal of Natsuki’s appearance, gazing at her hair and toying with her own blonde locks. “Well, you do look pretty different from the rest of the girls and…” She paused, trying to find the appropriate words. “Um, more mature? Adult? Ngaah!” Giving up, Hiyori just smiled sheepishly. “You look unique!”
Natsuki giggled. ”That’s very nice of you.” She said, tilting her head to get a better look at Hiyori.”You’re quite unique yourself.” She paused for a minute, gathering her thoughts. ”Like...a-a younger sister, I suppose. The kind you just want to hug and spoil.” She said to Hiyori.
“Hehe~” Hiyori giggled, “Thank you I guess? I don’t have any siblings but I get what you mean.” She replied charmingly, “The younger children from my town are just so adorable.” Hiyori blew a lock of hair out of the way, some of it falling in front of her eyes after her toying.
Natsuki smiled, reaching out for the other girl’s shoulder. ”Awww~ That’s so sweet. I wish I had a sister like you! And I’m sure you’ll make a great mother in the future!” Natsuki smiled brightly at the other blonde. ”Let’s do our best then, alright?”
“Eh? Me?” Hiyori flushed and tilted her head away, somewhat embarrassed by the comment. She just wanted the people around her to be happy, that’s all. “Mmm…” She managed, nodding shyly in agreement.
Natsuki giggled again, bringing one of her hands to the mouth in an elegant gesture. ”Teasing her is surprisingly fun.” She thought.
”That said though, we should probably start preparing now. If you need anything, you have but to ask.” She politely told Hiyori, still smiling.
Hiyori fiddled with the edge of her skirt, still slightly flustered. “Ok… I’m sure I’ll need help sometime in the future… so thank you.” She bowed her head hurriedly, smiling slightly at Natsuki’s offer. “Likewise, I’d extend the same offer to you!”
Natsuki smiled brightly at the other girl as she tilted her head in the other way, the curtain of platinum-blonde hair sparkling behind her. ”Thank you very much darling. I’ll keep it in mind.”
Now, there was nothing but to wait for the auditions to start.
Some girls were calling in by the staff members, before Natsuki was beckoned to head for the dressing room. It was then time – for her to shine.
She found herself on a road made from purple, hard light, with the symbol of “spade” card floating around. In front of her, the cards silently hung in the air.
With quick, but elegant, pace, Natsuki walked through card after card.
The first was top, then skirt and lastlyok feeling was…exciting, actually. She felt invigorated, as if the entire world was at her fi, another at an angle to her body with a finger extended and pressed over her lips, in a universal “Shhhh” sign, complete with a racy wink.
”GO MY WAY!! GO mae e!! Gambatte yukimashou, Ichiban daisuki na, Watashi ni naritai”
Perhaps Natsuki was too excited - or perhaps, still too miffed about the choice of the song for this type of the audition. Whatever the reason, her singing could hardly be called ideal. In fact, to be brutally honest, the only good thing about it was that the lyrics were accurate, and somewhat paced. However, the tone of voice was all wrong, as were the various inflections and the expressions in the song. In other words, her singing was flat, and maybe a bit shrill to boot. But the dance routine was simple, and surprisingly refreshing, and she quickly found herself enjoying it.
”NONSUTOPPU de itte mimasho♪ Tte omottara mata akashingou!?! Sonna toki wa hekomanai de, HAIUEI ga aru FAITO!! FURUSUROTTORU tobashite mimasho♪ Tte omottara SUPIIDO seigen!?! Konna toki wa nayamanai de, JETTO ga aru FURAITO!!”
Perhaps enjoying herself a bit too much - as she stepped from one leg to another, Natsuki wore a somewhat impish grin, which clashed considerably with the tone of song and the dance. Unsurprisingly, most of the audience found it either perplexing...or somewhat comical, if you’d will. Nonetheless, it didn’t detract too much from Natsuki’s visual appeal - the just right combination of colors, the sheen of her hair, the sparkling eyes and the tone of her skin.
”Mirai wa dare ni mo mienai MONO, Dakara dare mo ga yume wo miteru, Donna chizu ni mo notte nai kedo, Donna toki demo kanaete kita yo, Saa yukou!!”
Natsuki briskly and smoothly moved through the dance, even if her singing and expression were subpar. A couple of moves - particularly when she had to jump up in cheer and then swing hips side-to-side while doing a hand-roll, got to show off Natsuki’s rather well-developed body for her age, much to delight of the present male audience. The subtle wink, and the sparkling, shiny flow of her brilliant blonde hair helped too - it seemed as if she was less of a girl, and more of a gorgeous - delicious - fairy or succubus. A little improvisation - like a wink there, or a small kiss here, worked wonders too, and Natsuki could hear many sighs from the gathered students. Boys mostly, though there were a couple of girl-sounding ones too...
”GO MY WAY!! GO MY ue e!! Hora hitori hitori ga, Kono sekai juu de, One & Only demo Not Lonely, GO MY WAY!! GO mae e!! Harikitte yukimashou, Subete no kagayaki, Kono yubi ni tomare!”
She finished the performance with a big shout, and to a tremendous applause from the audience. Natsuki genuinely smiled, feeling pride well up in her ample chest. ”I think I now understand why professional idols do what they do.” She thought. She then blew an exaggerated kiss towards the audience, leaning forward, with one of her hands on her tigh - a position that gave a very flattering view of her legs, chest and face.
“La vie est drole” She sensually whispered, inciting yet another round of cheers. Natsuki smiled again, waving back to the enthusiastic crowd.
GM Note:
Total Winning Points: 5
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Ojou-sama Writer
Spoiler:
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Ojou-sama Writer
Happy birthday.
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Ojou-sama Writer
BagMan wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
BagMan wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
G-Go to a date with me.I'm here for you bby.
I fucking hate you faggot.
It's ok because I'll never stop loving you.
ew
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
BagMan wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
G-Go to a date with me.I'm here for you bby.
I fucking hate you faggot.
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Ojou-sama Writer
Gravity cat wrote...
Hanasaku wrote...
Everyone on the internet is a girl unless proven otherwise.G.I.R.L
Guy In Real Life
We're all G.I.R.Ls here.
GG.
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Ojou-sama Writer
G-Go to a date with me.
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Trying to pick a fight.
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Ojou-sama Writer
Not sure what he's talking about.
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
So much Kiryuuin.
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Ojou-sama Writer
Shikinokami wrote...
baconlol wrote...
I found out I was wrong about Jacon sending a Cease and Desist to panda.Instead, He sent a request to Tenboro to put panda on the DNP list. Which isn't the same as a Cease and Desist obviously.
Not that it mattered... Tenboro rejected it.
And when I said Fakku won't sell most of it. I mean Fakku got rights to Wani's loli and shota content but refused to sell them.
The issue may not be Fakku. Even if Fakku could do it legally, a ton of US states won't allow Japan to send loli shit in. So Fakku's free of that fault at least.
Fuck still annoying though.
At least you're man enough to accept your mistakes, that's something rare to find, my friend. I advise you to become an active member of the forums, we have lots of boards if you haven't checked yet
https://www.fakku.net/forums
From Writing, Art, games, movies, and anti-lulz tl'drs (serious discussion).
You could also go to e-hentai forums, it's an even better place.
Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
I claim Hoshii Miki from IDOLM@STER as my fifth waifu.
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Ojou-sama Writer
Me!
Xenon, maybe.
Xenon, maybe.
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Ojou-sama Writer
Foreground Eclipse wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
I don't even hate on SAO nor met it's share of 'nutjobs'. Perhaps it's the reason
Don't hate on SAO, hate on ALO. That's what fucked up the anime anyways. [size=8]tfw they also fucked up the GGO anime despite it being best arc.[/h]
I don't hate even ALO much less SAO, because I read the LN which is pretty damn good in my opinion. It's just that anime will fuck up any arc it seems, probably even volume 7, unfortunately.
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Ojou-sama Writer
Iamnotchrishansen wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
Iamnotchrishansen wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
SAO, KLK, and whatnot viewers should still be leagues over narutards or bleachfags or the DBZ preachers or something.I fail to see the reason why x fanbase is better than y in your statement. IIRC there was a time where you couldn't stop running into SAO and KLK paraphenalia on the internet as well as obnoxious fans.That's the downside to any anime that gets prolific unfortunately.
Because I like to think that Naruto is a long running series with a larger and even more immensely retarded fanbase?
Rise, every fanbase has their own set of nutjobs. There is no 'worse' fanbase.
Larger fanbases will have more nutjobs, though.
I don't even hate on SAO nor met it's share of 'nutjobs'. Perhaps it's the reason I don't think it's so bad to be in a club with SAO viewers.
I guess I just don't like Naruto so much.
lel
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Ojou-sama Writer
Iamnotchrishansen wrote...
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
SAO, KLK, and whatnot viewers should still be leagues over narutards or bleachfags or the DBZ preachers or something.I fail to see the reason why x fanbase is better than y in your statement. IIRC there was a time where you couldn't stop running into SAO and KLK paraphenalia on the internet as well as obnoxious fans.That's the downside to any anime that gets prolific unfortunately.
Because I like to think that Naruto is a long running series with a larger and even more immensely retarded fanbase?