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WHO: Miyako and the Network (also open for action)
WHERE: Ai-Mart
WHEN: A few days after the Soccer players revive/the group posts
WHAT: Someone is (not) really good at playing pretend.
WARNINGS: Mentions of death
[ She's a bright, friendly character on the university campus that had been missing for days β For good reason. She'd decided as a Chosen Child, with or without her partner, it was her duty to help where she could. She didn't want to die β she didn't want anyone to, but of course, that was the rules of the games. She'd seen the group message already, had seen others respond to it, but chose not to. Neither to respond or go to school.
It's only some days later when she gets a confusing text message that she does leave. Which leads her to a very familiar shop that's still stocked with the same food her family would sell. Still had the small office she spent a part of her youth answering phonecalls on, with the small family touches they'd added after a least a decade of ownership.
The convenience store of love and purity, still is boasted proudly on its window with the symbols of both decorating it. It's almost enough to make her burst into tears β And she's not proud of not to. Except, Miyako isn't the same emotional reck teetering between panic, fear, and overexcitement as she was when she was twelve. Or at least, she tells herself she has to be mature in front of her new boss. So she stuffs it all down, like a kid that's about to boil over, and later during that shift turns on her phone with a too-bright smile: ]
Hello ~β‘! Miyako here! It's been a pretty weird month, huh? I feel like I've slept forever! [ You weren't asleep, Miyako. Her smile remains bright a moment longer before furrowing her brows and giving a look that's just on the side of suspicious: ] Speaking of pretty weird! I got a strange phone call this morning from someone saying I was late to work, but I don't have a job. Then I got here and everything got stranger.
[ In a flurry she turns the camera, the image blurring before settling on what must be a family photo of six hanging on the wall of the office. She points at it, jamming one finger at a particular one and then turning it back to her mouth shaped deeply into a frown: ] Now, I know I look a lot cooler now! I did work really hard to grow up, but what do you mean that's not me? The manager here insists it's some other family and I think having sneaked outβ started a tab for food and helped out I would remember my own family's shop.
[ Least of all for the sign out front, which was only there after her adventures in the Digital World were revealed. Her brows finally loosen, expression something a little more unreadable as she glances away: ] Anyway, I checked around. None of my family seem to be here so why β [ Why was this here? She shakes her head, rubbing the back of a hand at of her eye.
She died. She might never see them again. The Ai-Mart seems as much a gift as a curse. But even so she shakes her head and turns a bright smile and a salute back to the camera: ]
Well! If you ever have need for a quick snack you should come by, okay? We have delicious sandwiches down and our chicken is always crunchy. If you're looking for something to quench your thirst the mineral water we sale is always the best. Really! I can't recommend it enough, so come by and vis β
[ She stops at the sound of what must be someone entering the store: ] Ah, welcome to Ai-Mart! [ She scrubs at her other eye as she immediately forgets about the network and scurries off to assist them. Eventually, the transmission will shut off. ]
[OOC: Using this as an aftermath for the Ball Game! Feel free to respond on the network or do an action thread stopping into the store! It's just a family owned convenience store ala Japan's Lawsons or Family Mart. ]
WHERE: Ai-Mart
WHEN: A few days after the Soccer players revive/the group posts
WHAT: Someone is (not) really good at playing pretend.
WARNINGS: Mentions of death
[ She's a bright, friendly character on the university campus that had been missing for days β For good reason. She'd decided as a Chosen Child, with or without her partner, it was her duty to help where she could. She didn't want to die β she didn't want anyone to, but of course, that was the rules of the games. She'd seen the group message already, had seen others respond to it, but chose not to. Neither to respond or go to school.
It's only some days later when she gets a confusing text message that she does leave. Which leads her to a very familiar shop that's still stocked with the same food her family would sell. Still had the small office she spent a part of her youth answering phonecalls on, with the small family touches they'd added after a least a decade of ownership.
The convenience store of love and purity, still is boasted proudly on its window with the symbols of both decorating it. It's almost enough to make her burst into tears β And she's not proud of not to. Except, Miyako isn't the same emotional reck teetering between panic, fear, and overexcitement as she was when she was twelve. Or at least, she tells herself she has to be mature in front of her new boss. So she stuffs it all down, like a kid that's about to boil over, and later during that shift turns on her phone with a too-bright smile: ]
Hello ~β‘! Miyako here! It's been a pretty weird month, huh? I feel like I've slept forever! [ You weren't asleep, Miyako. Her smile remains bright a moment longer before furrowing her brows and giving a look that's just on the side of suspicious: ] Speaking of pretty weird! I got a strange phone call this morning from someone saying I was late to work, but I don't have a job. Then I got here and everything got stranger.
[ In a flurry she turns the camera, the image blurring before settling on what must be a family photo of six hanging on the wall of the office. She points at it, jamming one finger at a particular one and then turning it back to her mouth shaped deeply into a frown: ] Now, I know I look a lot cooler now! I did work really hard to grow up, but what do you mean that's not me? The manager here insists it's some other family and I think having sneaked outβ started a tab for food and helped out I would remember my own family's shop.
[ Least of all for the sign out front, which was only there after her adventures in the Digital World were revealed. Her brows finally loosen, expression something a little more unreadable as she glances away: ] Anyway, I checked around. None of my family seem to be here so why β [ Why was this here? She shakes her head, rubbing the back of a hand at of her eye.
She died. She might never see them again. The Ai-Mart seems as much a gift as a curse. But even so she shakes her head and turns a bright smile and a salute back to the camera: ]
Well! If you ever have need for a quick snack you should come by, okay? We have delicious sandwiches down and our chicken is always crunchy. If you're looking for something to quench your thirst the mineral water we sale is always the best. Really! I can't recommend it enough, so come by and vis β
[ She stops at the sound of what must be someone entering the store: ] Ah, welcome to Ai-Mart! [ She scrubs at her other eye as she immediately forgets about the network and scurries off to assist them. Eventually, the transmission will shut off. ]
[OOC: Using this as an aftermath for the Ball Game! Feel free to respond on the network or do an action thread stopping into the store! It's just a family owned convenience store ala Japan's Lawsons or Family Mart. ]