【ボカロ8人】Bad ∞ End ∞ Night【オリジナル】[Semi-lit+]

[Noel]

(( Evil Kiro made me get up. -w- Not amused. But anyways, I wrote out an intro post already for my audition. Like Nami, I'm sick at the moment. ;-; Could we use that? ))

Thump. Miku sighed, folding up the paper and placing it onto the table lightly. It was boring, just another love letter from a heartbroken man somewhere in the village. It was something Miku couldn't care less about; it wasn't the person she currently had her sights set on. Thump, thump, thump. "I'm coming!" Miku called over her shoulder in irritation, pushing the chair she was seating in away from the table and standing up with a stretch. Stalking over the door, a person knocking was the sound that had risen her in the first place, Miku took a breath. Widening her eyes and blinking, stretching her lips into a smile, she pulled open the door with a small twirl.
"Oh hello~ A letter for me? Thanks for bringing it, that's so nice of you! Give my regards to the sender!" Miku recited cheerily, taking the envelope and giving a cheery wave to the boy who had brought it. Twirling back around, she close the door gently behind her. Letting the false smile fall away, Miku gave a quiet groan. "God, they could just let me get my own letters. But nooo, they all want to show off." With that, Miku stalked back to her chair, ripping off the top of the envelope. Plopping into the chair and pulling out the paper inside, Miku gave it a flick and unfolded it.
"Hmmm, not a normal love letter this time..." She tutted, eyes flickering down the page with little interest. Slowly though, her expression changed. Her eyes widened slightly, her mouth tightened and her brown furrowed as she thought. Not normal indeed. Could it be...? Miku closed her eyes for a moment, and folded the letter and returned it to the envelope. Standing and shoving the letter into a coat pocket, Miku pushed the chair back under the table and her eyes flickered to the closet across the room.
"Girl, you're smarter then this, it's just some prank and you know it..." But already the girl was crossing the room and throwing the closet door open, withdrawing her coat. With a flick of her arm she threw it on, drawing her hair back into the hood and pulling it around her head. Dropping the skirt she wore to the ground, preferring the shorts she wore underneath for this kind of thing, Miku gave a sigh and ran a hand through her hair. This was idiotic. She was going off into the woods just because a letter said that she could find riches in an abandoned mansion? How bored was she becoming if she was actually going to follow this idiotic idea?
"Mother, I'm going out for a bit! ....Yes, yes, I'll try to be back by morning!" Bah, like she ever was anyways. With that she shut the closet door, bound across the room, and exited the house.
The cloak had it's uses, but it was not warmth she was after; pulling it further over her face, shadowing the features that had enticed so many, the gazes of other villagers skimmed over her. Miku was in no mood to talk, and all she was caring about was the sound of her own feet against the road and the contents of the letter that was making her do something this idiotic. Riches, in an abandoned mansion, was a idiotic thought. But it had been addressed to her, a girl who was not after money.
Young Hatsune Miku, this treasure shall end the boredom that's known to plague you so.
The line repeated itself in her head. Miku had made up a happy sounding voice to say it, and now it was resounding in her mind and refusing to stop. She had to do this...
But, Miku realized in annoyance as the light of the setting sun vanished behind trees, she really could have waited for morning. It was dark and the light of the moon had yet to make an appearance. All she knew of the old mansion was that it was somewhere in the dense woods she had foolishly wandered to, where, where...
Crunch. Her feet froze and her eyes flew wide, a silent gasp escaping her before realizing it was just a stick that snapped underfoot. Giving herself a shake and calmly telling herself there was nothing be afraid of, Miku raised her chin up and sped up her pace slightly. Oh yes, she wanted to get there and back quickly indeed....

[boy-kun]

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As Gakupo dimmed the lights, he scanned the room to see if anything was out of place. The guest was coming soon enough and he didn't want to be unprepared. After all, if they made a single mistake, their entire (excruciatingly elaborate) plan would be ruined entirely. "Quiet down, everyone," He hissed, keeping his voice down. "I think I hear someone coming." He took deep, labored breaths, worried that something might go wrong. It was strange. He had never been worried about a guest coming-- thousands had come already, one after the other, sharing the same fate-- until that very night. Little did he know that everything was about to change. Our guest...She is near. Why am I feeling uneasy, all of a sudden? Everything has to go as planned, it has to! What could possibly go wrong?...Quit worrying, Gakupo. We'll do just fine. Nodding his head, he glanced uneasily at the eerie double-doors and reminded himself that everything would go according to the script. But oh, he could not have been more wronG.
As he ran his gloved fingers through his sleek purple bangs, Gakupo began to grow impatient. The suspense was all too much. Ba-dum Ba-dum. The butler dug around in the pocket of his tailcoat for his golden pocket-watch. He gave a sigh when he finally found it, clicking it open. Gakupo's bright blue gaze turned up towards the intricate grandfather clock as he examined the time, then glancing back down at his pocket-watch. The time remained the same. It had not changed in an extremely long amount of time; What seemed like many, many countless years ago. Ba-dum Ba-dum. Ba-dum Ba-duM.
He feared that his heart was beating so loudly that everyone in the room could hear it. His heart-beat quickened as he heard footsteps and the snapping of a branch. She was near. He could feel it. Gakupo straightened his posture, got back in his "spot" and snapped his fingers lightly. "Places, everyone! Our anticipated guest is almost here," He said in a rather hushed, hurried tone of voice. Let us make this counT.

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{Bad starter is bad. Don't let it die, guys! We just started!}

[boy-kun]

{Keep it alive! >w<}

[boy-kun]

{Bunp...}

[boy-kun]

{Bunnnnp!}

[¡ Tripple Trouble !]

[[May I reserve Kaito please?]]

[¡ Tripple Trouble !]

[[Helloooooooo???????? >::::L]]

[¡ Tripple Trouble !]

[[...Anyone here?]]

[Kareu~chan]

((Ummm... I believe Nami-san is sick right now, so I don't think she'll be on very often. I'm sure she'll be back soon. ^^))