Pyon Pyon Kyuu!~
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Ringo grinned. She met the silver haired girl annoyed look with a glare. It amused her when people got mad. Cooking up trouble was a hobby in itself. "Well yes, you do look pretty." In a way, Ringo envied the girl's hair. Mine would never look good that long. After a short pause she added. "Stupid." The girl stretched her arms upward and yawned. Leaning her back against the elevator wall she closed her eyes. The other girl's words however didn't amuse her, just bored her. Like someone was nagging her to death. "Ok, ok. I'll share a room. But." Ringo took a step forward and placed on hand on her hip. Pointing towards the silver haired girl with her other arm, she leaned slightly to her left. "I refuse to share a room with her." Allowing a small smirk to part her lips shortly, she then turned to the other two girls. "My name is Ringo. Hoshi Ringo, but just Ringo. We will be working together so we should introduce ourselves or... Whatever." Raising her outstretched arm to her glasses to adjust them, she added. "I will be the best at whatever I do. This included." -
I don't think I wanna post yet... I'm pretty sure other people can say more before I do and stuff like that =/
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Fun fact I actually named myself Pyon Pyon Kyuu because of that scene. I was originally Moe Moe Kyuu but got tired of being called "Moe" and sounding like Moe Sizlack.
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Moe explained
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You can say that it's a pairing with a lot of floors. It can really elevate beyond the rest.
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In the elevator. Want me to edit it if I wasn't clear about it?
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My favorite pairing right now is Elevator x Yukimura. Top tier pairing.
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It's cuteness.
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Packing had been a hassle. Ringo pulled out a large traveling suitcase from her closet. At first she shoved every article of clothing and possible necessity. But after a long time thinking she threw three quarters of it back on the floor. Her morning was a cycle of putting and taking things out, and an occasional intrusion by her parents which was quickly halted with an annoyed yell from Ringo. The large suitcase was only half full when she finally decided on what she was taking. The last thing she put in were a pair of drumsticks. More for good luck than anything. As Ringo left the house, her dad saw her off. "Is this really what you want?" He asked. After a short silence from his daughter, she answered. "Yes daddy." And without turning around or saying another word Ringo ran towards her destination. This wasn't her first time seeing the building, but that didn't make it any less impressive. Ringo inspected her ID card as she received it. In a way, it was what marked her future with this company. Suddenly, it all started to feeling even more real to her. She couldn't hide her smile. However one thing irritated beyond belief. The thought of sharing a room... And she made sure she voiced her displeasure. "I snore incredibly loudly, I always leave my room messy, and I always go to bed late." Ringo declared adjusting her glasses when she arrived at the elevator. Only one of those statements was a lie anyways. "So I'm just saying, maybe if we asked to make two of the rooms triples. We could leave the last room just for me and you girls wouldn't have to put up with all that. It's for your benefit not mine."
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Well from what I can gather, I think Zeph is going to be away for the weekend as well so we wouldn't be able to get very far anyways.
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Do the impossible, see the invisible.
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While it snows in New York, the sun shines where I used to live. It makes me want Lisbon, so I'm happy once more.
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Also the we can be fired at any point part. I know there's similar clauses in most contracts but it's the way it's worded is very open to interpretation.
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Ringo gave a quick read through the documents. Glaring at the woman, she tried to read her intentions. Somehow Ringo felt like she was selling her souls. But how many musicians before her had had to sign something like this? She twirled her pen thrice then put pen to paper. She grimaced at her own handwriting. This was the kind of thing her teachers spent years nagging about. Maybe if they hadn't nagged so much, she would have worked to get a better handwriting. Or maybe not at all. And while she put her real name wherever it was necessary, she signed as Star. I came up with the name in the spur of the moment but I'm better of using an alias. Ringo handed the papers back to the woman and spent a few moments locking eyes with her. She then backed up to let the other girls to sign the papers.
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Acquie I think you didn't let 102 post but they can just make a full post of walking to the stage and then signing the "selling your soul" contract. WHICH BY THE WAY IS SKETCHY AS FUCK. But that's probably part of the plot.
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This is tuna with bacon, heart attack!
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Temeraire series is great. Napoleonic war... WITH DRAGONS!?!
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Ringo had just finished getting a soda from a nearby vending machine when the results were posted. The drink fell from her hands, her eyes widened, her breath stopped to a halt. Then she jumped as high as she could. "YES, YES, YES!" She shouted loudly in joy. This is a sign! I made the right choice. She picked up the soda from the floor, shook it and opened it spraying the contents into the air. The girl spun in circles as she did, and the other girls around her spread out. Stopping to catch her breath, she noticed the frowns on the other girl's faces. Even a few glares or envy and disdain. "Cry. Me. A. River." Ringo said with a mischievous grin. She threw the soda can in the trash, blew the other girls a kiss and walked towards the stage. Well, skipped is a more correct word for it. Ringo's feet almost never touched the ground! Her first step on stage was with her right foot. Her grin was wide and happy, and while she would never admit it the edges of her eyes contained the smallest of tears. The intoxicating feeling of being on stage. Ringo would be having a lot more of it again...
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It's a joke \o/
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"Something". As opposed to doing someone which is normally what you are up to?
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