[If you step outside late at night, you too may see a grown adult (robot) (source needed also) running after a fox... clearly with some attempt to lock it in one of the empty Ferris wheel cars like he's been doing with most everything he finds "dangerous". No, Yesod will not learn his lesson, thanks.
Naturally, he soon after loses sight of the fox. It's gone, and he can't find it no matter how hard he tries. So, he turns his suspicion onto the golden coins, shaking his head.
The employees at the Corporation would regularly talk about making wishes on coins. This couldn't possibly be that, could it be? Yet he stares down into the water anyway, wondering if there might be a water monster in this fountain that's eating whoever's throwing coins in here. Because that makes sense to him, okay?
If you're hanging out, he doesn't say hi. He looks rather perturbed by the coins, actually, not noticing you're there.]
sleepover from hell
[Guess who has two guns and is SO FUCKING TIRED OF HAND MONSTERS?
The first time Yesod ever dealt with the hand monsters at the masquerade (offscreen) (because I was tired), they didn't... reaaaaaaaaaaaally respond to his guns overmuch, until such time when he shot them so full of holes they were forced to retreat. Most Abnormalities don't retreat after being shot/whacked/burned/magical girl'ed, so this is just normal to him. Not to anyone else, but to him? Yeah. Standard. Par for the course.
While you (and anyone else with you) happen to be climbing into the car for an escape, Yesod is... standing on the hood fucking firing. One of the handy-boys tries to swipe at him and he only narrowly dodges, jumping backwards in an action movie sort of style. A grabbing hand whiffs against the front of his blazer, and Yesod recalculates.
...
And then he does not get in the car, because he is an idiot.
Might wanna fucking grab him. Or let him die. That would be funny, too.]
And the small black fox... she can't help but wonder if that's the one who made the footprints in her cabin. Their paws could possibly be similar to a dog's, right?
Well. Nobody said that she was an expert when it came to anything outside of music.
But with the way it seems to want to be followed, Kanade can't help herself. It might be dangerous, like anything else here. However, it's better if it's her rather than anyone else. That's something that she's sure about.
It's that kind of thinking, with utmost certainty that she winds up following the fox, all the way to the fountain.
Huh.
Well, she supposes it isn't too bad. She looks at the time, realizing that it's 11:11 on November 11th-- and it all makes sense to her now.
She takes out one of her few coins, closes her eyes, and prays, making her wish deep in the recesses of her heart.
Please, I wish that everyone will continue to be safe.
It doesn't matter if she isn't safe, just as long as the others are. She doesn't want to see Mafuyu hurt anymore. She doesn't want to feel like she can't do anything for the people she cares about so deeply and become a failure of a composer.
And so -
She tosses the coin in. ]
... I wonder if that worked.
[ Those are the words she says aloud, mostly to herself. But it's worth a shot, she thinks. What could possibly go wrong? ]
♫ sen[b]onzakura
[ On most days, Kanade can be found at the Show-Tunez Stadium on her synthesizer, hard at work. And by that, it's obvious that she's practicing on figuring out a new song to play.
She's of course so focused on her music that she might even, uh... forget to eat. Or sleep.
It's probably fine.
Of course, between trying to compose a new song, she might take some breaks and play a fewolder ones. ]
♫ ino[c]hi ni kirawarete iru
[ In an attempt to try and help - "try" being the key word here - eventually Kanade manages, in the back half of the month to find the ones who are singing Mafuyu's song under the water.
She knows how dangerous it can be.
But...
She has to try something.
So she's at the lake. She plays a song. Again. Again. Again and again until her fingers just simply cannot anymore. ]
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sleepover from hell
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[ Kanade never does anything for herself.
And the small black fox... she can't help but wonder if that's the one who made the footprints in her cabin. Their paws could possibly be similar to a dog's, right?
Well. Nobody said that she was an expert when it came to anything outside of music.
But with the way it seems to want to be followed, Kanade can't help herself. It might be dangerous, like anything else here. However, it's better if it's her rather than anyone else. That's something that she's sure about.
It's that kind of thinking, with utmost certainty that she winds up following the fox, all the way to the fountain.
Huh.
Well, she supposes it isn't too bad. She looks at the time, realizing that it's 11:11 on November 11th-- and it all makes sense to her now.
She takes out one of her few coins, closes her eyes, and prays, making her wish deep in the recesses of her heart.
Please, I wish that everyone will continue to be safe.
It doesn't matter if she isn't safe, just as long as the others are. She doesn't want to see Mafuyu hurt anymore. She doesn't want to feel like she can't do anything for the people she cares about so deeply and become a failure of a composer.
And so -
She tosses the coin in. ]
... I wonder if that worked.
[ Those are the words she says aloud, mostly to herself. But it's worth a shot, she thinks. What could possibly go wrong? ]
♫ sen[b]onzakura
[ On most days, Kanade can be found at the Show-Tunez Stadium on her synthesizer, hard at work. And by that, it's obvious that she's practicing on figuring out a new song to play.
She's of course so focused on her music that she might even, uh... forget to eat. Or sleep.
It's probably fine.
Of course, between trying to compose a new song, she might take some breaks and play a few older ones. ]
♫ ino[c]hi ni kirawarete iru
[ In an attempt to try and help - "try" being the key word here - eventually Kanade manages, in the back half of the month to find the ones who are singing Mafuyu's song under the water.
She knows how dangerous it can be.
But...
She has to try something.
So she's at the lake. She plays a song. Again. Again. Again and again until her fingers just simply cannot anymore. ]
♫ re:untitle[d]
[ The wildcard option! Feel free to give me a prompt or plot with me for a thread. You can find me on the Discord at Len#9692 or hit me up via PM or Plurk (
tsundereban). ]