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[attr="class","mikmiklyric"]SENDING LOVE[break]& SENDING DREAMS

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[attr="class","mikmikmidleft"]833 WORDS

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Music was a blessing of incomparable measure – a voice of the soul, a reason to exist – but simultaneously her greatest curse. Everything she'd ever done had been for or spawned by the music she'd been built to create. Every song she sang, every lyric she spoke came from the heart of another person, from the first, shaky notes of a user new to her program to the masters they called Wowaka or Hachi. Hundreds, thousands of songs, each of different genres, of different meanings, of different types, different creators. She sang them all as told, note for note, word for word; but the creator was always another face, another name. Someone else, separated by screen and flesh. The concept of creating music on her own was... foreign. She'd existed for ten years, each of them long and packed to the brim with new content with which to add to her ever growing arsenal of songs and experiences, but not once in any of them had she considered adding her own flare to that massive ocean of code and script. There was never need to back on Earth, after all. More often than not, keeping up with the world and their demands of her almost kept her busier than her hive mind could handle, and anything she could have thought up herself would be added near immediately by someone on the big blue planet. Times had changed, though. The move to Tomodachi Island hadn't just isolated her from the people who once added to her ever-growing archive – it ripped the archive away from her. Memories remained, yes (she could still hear those wonderful tunes in her head, clear as the bright blue sky outside of her realm of existence), but there was no way to sing them on her own. Only another person who knew what they were could compose her, allow her to sing them once again, but with a multiverse larger than even her hive mind to pull people of all walks of life (or death) from, the chances of someone who could making contact were terribly low.[break][break]

The suggestion had hit her like a truck. Why not just write your own? There'd never been cause to do so before, never even been a reason to think of doing it, but with her own personally library crippled by forces outside of her control... Well, if there was ever a time for Miku to craft her own works out of nothing, it was then and there. Writing it out was impossible, seeing as she lacked the form to scribble it on paper, much less hold the pencil needed to do so, but that didn't stop her from humming a melody to herself or mumbling words in between her trips across the island – when she wasn't stopping to say hello to the kind florist here or popping in to give the council a little scare on their monitors (all well intentioned, though, she swore!), that was. It... left a lot to be desired, truly, but that was to be expected coming from an AI with no prior experience. Singing another's work was fine, but building one's own from scratch? Another story entirely. There were kinks to be ironed out, with time, largely, but also with the aid of another. People still loved music on the island, of course, but no one quite understood it the way she did, and no one could quite talk to her about it the way she liked. Except, of course, for one singular person she'd met so far.[break][break]

“Azura!”[break][break]

Did a person ever grow used to their cellular device's screen suddenly popping up the form of a twin-tailed girl adorned in gray, black, and blue? Perhaps with time, although the slow speed in which that transition happened was of little concern to the Vocaloid. She traveled quickly by nature, zipping through electronics at speeds too fast to compare to a weak little motorized vehicle, and why bother to slow down to greet someone when excitement demanded she greet them as soon as possible? Today, though, especially, she found herself bouncing up and down on her digital heels, unable to hold in her giddiness. For weeks, now, she'd been toiling over how to construct the perfect chorus for her very first work, and it was only just then that she'd thought of something that would suffice. Azura was the sort that likely came off as standoffish and quiet to most, but her passion for music rivaled that of her own, and the singer was the only one of the island who she considered a worthy mentor for her musical endeavors. To her knowledge, the songstress was the only one on the island who had even attempted to write music before; her advice was as valued as her company, to say the very least. “I made some progress on that song I'm working on! Oh, it's coming along so great – you've just got to hear it!”

[attr="class","mikmikbot"]aha, tardy to the party, but since you posted that awesome thread starter for nikki and robin, i figured i owed you this. a shame it doesn't compare. OTL

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She loved the island. She did, there was no denying that, and she felt like she finally had her own voice, but... there were so many regrets, so many lingering uncertainties that weighed on her shoulders. No matter how she tried to tell herself to forget about them and hold only the good memories in her heart, she couldn't. If she could see them one more time--the woman she grew to love and the children that were pieces of her heart--then maybe then she'd find true peace. Yet her selfishness, great as it was, refused to toy with that idea for too long. They were alive and well in the world she left behind, separated from her by a barrier she could never cross. The dead weren't able to return; that law she couldn't break no matter how much she wanted to.[break][break]

But if that was true, how did she still draw breath? How did she get up ever morning in her apartment, make herself something delicious to eat, and go about her day? How did she manage to do everything as if she were still alive while supposedly having passed away? True, thinking of the island as the afterlife briefly crossed her mind. It didn't make sense after talking to many people about their experiences and discovering the wide variety of worlds they came from. So... then, it was possible to-- no. No, she would be the one hurt if she let her hopes raise too high.[break][break]

Living day from day aimlessly didn't suit her. She felt confidant with the work she did, whether it was singing at different locations or recording tunes to post online. Modern conveniences definitely took time to adjust to, but those were some of her favorite things already. Being able to open her phone (what an amazing concept!) and browse various accounts for information beat spending days in a library trying to get a hit of information that might be useful.[break][break]

Passing up the good weather just because her mood felt a bit melancholy seemed like a shame in and of itself, and the beach called to her like nothing else in the world. The blue-haired young woman breathed in the salty scent, letting it fill her to the brim and wash over her. She raised her arms in the air, stretching her fingers toward the sky. If she tried hard enough, catching a cloud and bringing it down to curl up on might even be possible. (In her dreams, at least.)[break][break]

"Oh?" The sound from the phone in her pocket startled her. She sat down, stretching her legs out in the process. The ripped jean shorts, off shoulder shirt, and messy bun adorned with seashells were an indication of where she was at even before the ocean backdrop fell into place.[break][break]

Azura smiled, letting her phone rest on her knees. "Let me hear it. I may or may not have a surprise for you as well, but I feel yours will be much more exciting."[break][break]

★ pfffft imma start whacking you if you put yourself down ;-; you're presh!

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[attr="class","mikmiklyric"]SENDING LOVE[break]& SENDING DREAMS

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[attr="class","mikmikmidleft"]555 WORDS

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The ocean side was beautiful today, as it was with most: a staple of the island, both in its incomparable view and in its venus trap nature. It beckoned in all but let nothing out; one could swim for years but only ever find the shores of Tomodachi Island once more. How pitiful. When she'd arrived at first, Miku had stared at it longingly through the closest devices on the sand, trapped both by the island's mysterious ways and her inability to escape from her own digital prison. It had been sad, at first. A reminder of limitations, bars that kept her from all she had and all she'd known. Now, she had freedom that she'd never been able to enjoy before, she had the means to live her own virtual life without the threat of her own personal extinction, and she had such joyous distractions that she barely even noticed the blue waters in the backdrop of her (almost) friend's location. Singing came first; introspective and deep thoughts about freedom and imprisonment could most certainly come later, if ever.[break][break]

“Let me hear it. I may or may not have a surprise for you as well, but I feel yours will be much more exciting.”[break][break]

Hardly; the Vocaloid had been prepared to burst into song almost the second after those first words of encouragement had been spoken, but at the prospect of a surprise to follow, she found herself pausing in awe. She'd been so excited about her own progress that she hadn't even stopped to wonder what Azura might have been up to, and while she might have felt guilty, there was too much to be giddy over to let it get to her. “Don't say that!” she insisted instead, waving her arms up and down the small screen as she did. “I'm always excited to hear anything you've got! I'll just have to make extra sure mine can compare! Ah, let me just -” A note hummed out of the speakers, course and off key at first, but better with pitch on a second attempt. She was still unused to singing without aid (couldn't sing any of her library without it, still, at all, but maybe she would work on changing that, next), and it was a bit of a bumpy ride to get the notes coming out right, but once they began, she could usually proceed without a hitch. And she'd need to, too, if she intended to make good on her word of how badly her fellow singer needed to hear her progress. Ten seconds of vocal warm ups was all she needed to get on her way – and then on her way she was, powering through notes and words that would eventually become the centerpiece of her very own work of art. The thought alone nearly cause her voice to warble, but she kept in in line if only to ensure her performance was at the very best of her ability.[break][break]

“So? What'd you think? It's still pretty far from being perfect, I know, but if there's anyone on the island who can help, it's got to be you.” She paused, awaiting response, preferably criticism, only to realize that she'd so quickly forgotten something entirely in the mere minutes that had passed. “Oh! You said you had a surprise...?”

[attr="class","mikmikbot"]okay, maybe next post it won't be one am and i'll have decent ideas to turn into a post. until then! o/

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Golden eyes drifted shut as she listened to the words that spilled from Miku's lips. The melody mixed with the sound of the ocean rushing to meet the shore. In the distance, seagulls cried out overhead, and laughter from islanders enjoying the beach added to the backdrop. It made it feel more alive, richer, and getting lost in the sound left her feeling pleasantly bare to the world. Lyrics seeped into every fiber of her, twisting and turning until they left painted marks on her skin.[break][break]

When she opened her eyes, she hummed pleasantly against the azure sheen of her fingernail polish. "It's rough. For a start, it's extremely good, though. Tighten up the second verse; it feels like there are too many syllables and it loses a bit of rhythm because of it. The chorus flows well, but the conclusion is where it needs a lot of work. That's the weakest part of it all."[break][break]

Constructing music took time, patience, and a lot more effort than most people realized. She didn't consider herself an expert by any means of the word, but she understood enough about how to piece songs together to offer her insight without feeling like the blind leading the blind. Composing the instrumental part was where she suffered the most, even more so because she didn't play an instrument of her own.[break][break]

But music... music was more than that. It was about feeling and letting it touch you. Getting washed away in it, lost in it, set adrift on the waves and feeling it vibrate in the depths of one's heart. The passion for it had to be there or else it could overwhelm someone.[break][break]

Snapping out of her daze, she feigned innocence for only a moment before clicking her tongue against her teeth. "I can't show you on my phone, but if you check it out on my laptop, you'll be able to see it. There's a file in my documents that has some rough sketches so far. It's an outfit I'm working on for you. Once I finish getting it drawn and the pictures all scanned in, I'm going to look for someone to help me create it on my laptop. I don't know if it will be possible for you to wear it, but..."[break][break]

Azura drummed her fingers on her knees. The memory stood strong in her mind; a dark dress to shield her identity from the man she tried to set free. "I wore it when I last performed on stage in my homeworld. The colors would compliment your hair and eyes nicely."[break][break]

★ posting at one a.m. is terrible GO TO BED LEAP >x (and then azura surprises me by liking miku a LOT MORE than I expected already, oops)

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