Post by Hatsune Miku on Aug 26, 2017 20:44:11 GMT
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[attr="class","mikmiktop4"]http://hatsune-miku.vocaloid.ti/TELL-YOUR-WORLD
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[attr="class","mikmiklyric"]I HUM A SIMPLE[break]PHRASE, MUSIC PLAYS
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[attr="class","mikmiklyric3"]I'LL RAISE MY VOICE & SING TO THE SKIES
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Miku was rarely a woman on a mission. As an AI who lacked the needs for food or drink, rest or temperature moderation, she naturally had much more time in a day to do as she pleased than a normal person. While she was an idol, too, despite the typically hectic affairs of most people of her similar profession, she lacked the hours it took to learn dances, had no need to sit down for an artist to apply makeup when a person could simply draw her in their desired attire and she could mimic it perfectly in seconds. Sure, sure, her agents cared little for her constant coming and goings, but they're be hard pressed to stop her in her constant sprints across the island, always looking for more music to see, new faces to meet. The only times when she found herself in any remote sort of rush was when she was expected to meet with her agents and song writers or when it was finally show night (while she had no need for practice, she wasn't the only person preforming on stage, after all; practice runs did the whole back up band good, that was for certain), and she had, nearly weeks ago, found the fastest, most efficient way of zipping from her typical hangouts on one end of the island to the other to be where she needed to be. The timely arrival of a cell phone in her direct path of travel had given her quite the convenient short cut. Unfortunately, if the cell phone's owner was running late to... well, wherever it was that they were going, she, herself, would probably find herself tardy to her own place of work. Thankfully, she was quite certain that her managers would be much more forgiving of her lateness than the managers of those working in typical jobs across the island. How unfair on their end.[break][break]
While she'd been hitching a ride on that phone for days now, however, racing past in a teal and black blur too quick for the user to probably see the form of a virtual girl in, she'd never after stopped to think of who might be holding onto it, where they may have been going, or who they might have been beyond their name and their face. More than that, though, she'd been using their device for her own conveniences without even bothering to give a word of thanks. How horribly rude! Not that she interrupted anything for more than a fraction of a second, yes, and could be easily be forgotten the moment she was off of the cellular device's screen, but when someone did her a kindness, it was only fair to make them know that she appreciated it. It was for that reason that, today, she headed out a touch earlier than usual and moved to hitch a ride on that very special phone that had made life so much easier (or fifteen seconds faster, more accurately) a little earlier than usual to pay a stranger a surprise visit. A normal person might have thought before hand that suddenly appearing on someone's phone without knowing who they were – a lack of familiarity that ran both ways, in fact – was a sure fire way to give the elderly a heart attack. She, however, lacked that kind of tact. And restraint. Mostly the latter. This plan was genius, and no way was she going to scare anyone today. It all road on whether or not the mystery own would show up when and where she predicted. Fortunately, luck was on her side this morning.[break][break]
Different electronics felt different from both the outside and the inside, each with a different push and pull that became identifiable the more she used them as a means of transportation. Even identical makes and models felt different in the hands of different users, almost as though they'd picked up, somehow, on the thoughts of those that put their hands on them. It was for this reason that she knew the phone when she felt it, and the second she did, she made the leap from one of many display television screens on a rack to the device in the... man's? hands. Step one: Complete. Step two: in progress.[break][break]
“Good morning, Mr. Human!” Miku yelled from the phone's speakers, cupping her digital hands over her equally digital mouth to make sure she was heard loud and clear. “Or – Are you human? You definitely look like one, but maybe it wasn't right of me to assume... Oh, never mind that, it's not important. What is important is that I pass on this very special message!” A pause for dramatic affect; oh, she knew how to work a crowd. “But... are you prepared to hear what I have to tell you?”
Miku was rarely a woman on a mission. As an AI who lacked the needs for food or drink, rest or temperature moderation, she naturally had much more time in a day to do as she pleased than a normal person. While she was an idol, too, despite the typically hectic affairs of most people of her similar profession, she lacked the hours it took to learn dances, had no need to sit down for an artist to apply makeup when a person could simply draw her in their desired attire and she could mimic it perfectly in seconds. Sure, sure, her agents cared little for her constant coming and goings, but they're be hard pressed to stop her in her constant sprints across the island, always looking for more music to see, new faces to meet. The only times when she found herself in any remote sort of rush was when she was expected to meet with her agents and song writers or when it was finally show night (while she had no need for practice, she wasn't the only person preforming on stage, after all; practice runs did the whole back up band good, that was for certain), and she had, nearly weeks ago, found the fastest, most efficient way of zipping from her typical hangouts on one end of the island to the other to be where she needed to be. The timely arrival of a cell phone in her direct path of travel had given her quite the convenient short cut. Unfortunately, if the cell phone's owner was running late to... well, wherever it was that they were going, she, herself, would probably find herself tardy to her own place of work. Thankfully, she was quite certain that her managers would be much more forgiving of her lateness than the managers of those working in typical jobs across the island. How unfair on their end.[break][break]
While she'd been hitching a ride on that phone for days now, however, racing past in a teal and black blur too quick for the user to probably see the form of a virtual girl in, she'd never after stopped to think of who might be holding onto it, where they may have been going, or who they might have been beyond their name and their face. More than that, though, she'd been using their device for her own conveniences without even bothering to give a word of thanks. How horribly rude! Not that she interrupted anything for more than a fraction of a second, yes, and could be easily be forgotten the moment she was off of the cellular device's screen, but when someone did her a kindness, it was only fair to make them know that she appreciated it. It was for that reason that, today, she headed out a touch earlier than usual and moved to hitch a ride on that very special phone that had made life so much easier (or fifteen seconds faster, more accurately) a little earlier than usual to pay a stranger a surprise visit. A normal person might have thought before hand that suddenly appearing on someone's phone without knowing who they were – a lack of familiarity that ran both ways, in fact – was a sure fire way to give the elderly a heart attack. She, however, lacked that kind of tact. And restraint. Mostly the latter. This plan was genius, and no way was she going to scare anyone today. It all road on whether or not the mystery own would show up when and where she predicted. Fortunately, luck was on her side this morning.[break][break]
Different electronics felt different from both the outside and the inside, each with a different push and pull that became identifiable the more she used them as a means of transportation. Even identical makes and models felt different in the hands of different users, almost as though they'd picked up, somehow, on the thoughts of those that put their hands on them. It was for this reason that she knew the phone when she felt it, and the second she did, she made the leap from one of many display television screens on a rack to the device in the... man's? hands. Step one: Complete. Step two: in progress.[break][break]
“Good morning, Mr. Human!” Miku yelled from the phone's speakers, cupping her digital hands over her equally digital mouth to make sure she was heard loud and clear. “Or – Are you human? You definitely look like one, but maybe it wasn't right of me to assume... Oh, never mind that, it's not important. What is important is that I pass on this very special message!” A pause for dramatic affect; oh, she knew how to work a crowd. “But... are you prepared to hear what I have to tell you?”
[attr="class","mikmikbot"]i just went ahead and started this - hopefully this starter is okay? :'D
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