Apping to towerofanimus and Miyuki's not happy

[tokyorunaway]

...At least... At least I won't have to listen to Kiyoko's crying. Or get bossed around by the geezer... Hey, mun, I won't have to deal with that drama queen, Hana-san, either, huh?

...That's good.

[Miyuki?]

Nah, I'm fine. It'll be better without those idiots, anyway. I won't get dragged around and have to deal with abandoned little kids and yakuza and okamas, anymore.

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Thank you for acknowledging my favorite Christmas movie. \o/

[youvegotsuckersluck]

...but being sent to a game is almost a absolute that you'll be thrown into more complex situations.

You're more than welcome~

[tokyorunaway]

Whatever. I can handle it by myself.

[youvegotsuckersluck]

No man-
-err...woman is an island.

[tokyorunaway]

Che. What's that even mean, gramps?

[youvegotsuckersluck]

Everybody needs...somebody. Anybody.

...gramps? [Runs a hand over his scruffy beard] I'm only in my thirties...I think...how long has it been?

[tokyorunaway]

Well, I don't need anyone. I'm an independent woman!

[She crosses her arms over her chest.]

If you can't remember how old you are, you're probably some kinda senile geezer.

[youvegotsuckersluck]

No I just-

-I was trapped. In a place with no day or night. No clocks. No windows.

[tokyorunaway]

What...? Were you in prison, or something?

[youvegotsuckersluck]

Sort of...

A machine...a monster. We created her, an abomination. I was the only survivor. Only by running. Hiding. Being...unstable. Unpredictable.

[tokyorunaway]

...A killer robot? Like I'd believe that, gramps.

[youvegotsuckersluck]

You exist in a world created in the mind of a being that is both godlike and mortal.

Why are robots impossible?

[tokyorunaway]

It's not that I think robots don't exist, but who programs a robot to kill it's creators? Sounds like a load of crap to me.

[youvegotsuckersluck]

It wasn't programmed to kill, it was programmed to test.

The tests are what kill.

[tokyorunaway]

[Sniff.]

Still sounds like a load of crap, but whatever.

[moms_temperment]

Huh? Who you calling a drama queen?

[tokyorunaway]

Hana-san. Open your ears, kid.

[moms_temperment]

You're the one who looks like a kid.

I am Hana.

[tokyorunaway]

Eh?! How am I a kid?! I'm a grown woman, you brat!

im so sorry for him

[moms_temperment]

Really? I didn't know grown women were so flat!

These two should just go around and have cray cray fights

[tokyorunaway]

How would some shit-eating kid like you know what a woman looks like, huh? Just go die, already.

yes. so much yes.

[moms_temperment]

You got a pretty foul mouth for someone with the body of a 5th grader, brat!

Wait until they fight over food - that's when Miyuki brings out the big guns

[tokyorunaway]

'Least I ain't got the body of a second grader, midget!

there will be blood

[moms_temperment]

Who are you calling a midget, long ears?!

And pizza. Pizza everywhere

[tokyorunaway]

I don't see anyone else around to call a midget. Sounds like you need to get your eyes checked, dumbass!

it will be glorious

[moms_temperment]

Says the moron who needs to see a doctor about her lack of boobs! You sure you're not a dude?

and the worst thing ever

[tokyorunaway]

Like you can talk, girly-boy! You're even more of an okama than the real Hana-san!

[moms_temperment]

Waht the hell?! You little shit-talker! I am not girly!

[tokyorunaway]

You may as well be a girl! Just put on a dress, Hana-chan and we can exchange make-up tips!

[moms_temperment]

Like you'd have any make-up tips you big-nosed, wonky-teethed tomboy!

[tokyorunaway]

Bastard!

[Miyuki jumps at Hana, trying to wrap her hands around his throat.]

[moms_temperment]

Gah! She's gone psycho!

[Hana narrowly avoids her grasp, stumbling as he does.]

What the hell, you crazy!

[tokyorunaway]

[Miyuki darts at him again, this time wildly swinging her fists, mimicking all her fights with Gin.]

Shut up! Who are you calling ugly?! I'll rearrange your face, Hana-chan!

[moms_temperment]

[Man, Miyuki, you suck. Swatting and smacking her hands away.]

Quit calling me 'chan', old hag!

[tokyorunaway]

[She's a goddamn hobolander. There can only be one - and that one is her.]

Quit being a shit, Princess Hana-chan!

[moms_temperment]

[But I have a home!]

You started it, you ass!

Prin-? That's it!

[Hana tries to smack Miyuki on the head.]

[tokyorunaway]

[Ow, ow, stop smacking her on the head, that's her only weakness!]

O-oi! Not even my own Father hit me!

[More flailing!]

[moms_temperment]

[Tries to grabs those flailing hands because damn girl those things are dangerous.]

Well, you deserve it! Now calm the hell down before I do it again!

[He pushes her away from him.]

[red_of_the_dead]

Sounds like you've had it rough kiddo.

But there's nothing like adventure to prove yourself. Right on!

[tokyorunaway]

...

[Miyuki just kind of... stares. At Red's chest.]

Big boobs... Cool.

[red_of_the_dead]

[Giggles shamelessly in a way that makes her chest shake a little]

Do you like my outfit? Would you like a hug?

[tokyorunaway]

[Boobs. Boobs. Boobs everywhere.]

H-hug?! Are you nuts?! Those things would smother me!

[red_of_the_dead]

[She lives in a B-movie style world, she can't help herself]

Aww but they're so soft. Come here seeeee~

[Arms wide approaching ]

[tokyorunaway]

[Not gonna lie, Miyuki's a little bicurious about this B-movie worl-- Wow, wow, those are boobs in her face.]

Wha--! C-cut it out!

[red_of_the_dead]

[Laughs cheerfully and does a backflip to give the girl some breathing room]

You're a real cutie. And striking out on your own like this into the world? Very brave.