Nara-chan

I sense soenthing wrong with the above statement but can't correct it without knowing what the speaker wants to say.

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@AL- John Smith? :3 ----------- Kyoko Sasaki walked off and disappeared into the crowd, leaving her dumbfounded. In that forum where she managed to trick everyone, where she went into a cycle of depression, anger and laughter. Where she met people who called her stupid, never listened, and people who were very snarky and witty. "Nara-chan" was a pseudonym she used to express, at first, boredom and laughter, but after some events, her anger and frustration. No one even knew, even her parents. She wondered how Kyoko-san knew. She then turned to Tsukiko, which was her exact username on DCW. She was stupid to never have noticed. She turned to the older blonde. "You also have an account on DCW? With your name as your username? 5,000-plus posts?" She recieved a confirmation. "What about we go to that restaurant Kyoko-san told us to go to?" ------------- It was a small ramen shop. She was reminded of the time before graduation that she and her mother ate ramen at a nearby store. Her mother would give her right arm to be able to go to Japan. As would she. Now she was here. There was only a group of people eating at the ramen shop. She squinted. It was the group watching the Japanean/Japanglish person get beaten up by the younger guy, who was now rudely dropping meat into the Japanean guy's bowl. She wondered how many times she had to break part of her mantra. "Excuse me? Would you all happen to be foreigners?" she asked, while looking at the tatami flooring of the restaurant.

Holiday~~~ @AL- ughhh what about when I was still 11 here? :V But of course you won't remember that :VVV

"Run." Wait...if I run..., but before she could finish pondering, Tsukiko (she wan't Japanese, but her name meant "Moon Child" in Japanese) had grabbed her arm and dragged her a considerable distance before Skeleton Guy did some judo on Tsukiko, bringing her to the ground with a loud CRUNCH While keeping his foot on Tsukiko's leg, he brought out a gun and pointed it at her. She managed to keep a neutral face, although her brain was on panic mode. Her eyes darted around, hoping for a kind soul to come do some epic jujitsu on Skeleton Guy and save them, but there was no such thing in Shibuya, apparently. It was like the three were ghosts. "Hey, are you two alright?!" Finally! Help! Skeleton Guy slowly returned his gun to his holster and his foot off Tsukiko's leg. "Well, I've done...what I can. I'll see you again...under friendlier circumstances..." She blinked, and Skeleton Guy was replaced with a girl. The source of the voice. "Name's Sasaki Kyoko. You..." She was cut off with a yawn. "...Look like a mess." "Call me Mari," she said. She was quite fond of the name, and it seemed like it added mystery to her, if that even makes sense. "Where'd that skeleton guy go?" "What guy? There wasn't even anyone who looked at you!" She yawned again. Is that skeleton guy invisible or something? she wondered. I wonder if we're invisible too, just not our eyes and Kyoko-san's eyes. Or people here are plain inconsiderate -----------

So I'm the odd one out again? Well, I am used to it :3

Wait what ;A; ------ While she was waiting for a word to come out of the blonde-haired girl, a human-shaped silhouette appeared near the bench the girl was sitting on. "Excuse me..." he said in a monotone voice. Gosh, I didn't know other people could seem as bored as me! , she said. The bored voice belonged to a near-walking skeleton. His eyes were completely devoid of life: a glittering, listless black. He was so white that she had to wonder if he had come to ask whether they were ghosts which was absolutely creeping him out. His back was bent, like he was too lazy to straighten it. This all contrasted with his police uniform. She wondered if Shibuya was now launching a walking advertisement against police officers. The skeleton man moved his radius and ulna to the base of his skull. "I would...hmmm, how about I have you two come with me?" She would rather be beaten up repeatedly by her baby brother with a book then go with the walking-ad-against-police-officers. "You two...are under arrest for underage drinking and disturbing the peace." Wait, what?! I didn't even touch a beer can! And as far as I know, none of us went on a trigger-happy rampage! She raised an objection, as did the other girl, but the skeleton fired that back at them. "And resisting arrest. Will you...follow me to the station?" She figured it was no use fighting, so she followed skeleton guy. He asked for their names, and she simply whispered her very odd name. Since strangers often mispronounce her name (which was like nails on a chalkboard), she followed up with, "Call me Mari." ---------------

*a letter ...or... *letters

Oi I would never do that. Only smiley spammer here is MK (formerly, at least) I say that because all my efforts are in vain :V

Opening 1- The Pounding of My Heart (original Japanese- Mune ga Dokidoki) Opening 2- TMS never gave a license to any dubbets for "Feel your Heart"

I am not a child :3

She walked under the scorching hot sun. She wondered if she would experience the whip of the kagerou (heat haze). Hey, that would be cool! I would get superpowers! That is...if I survive.., She reached a park with lots of benches. Maybe she would be able to purchase a cool drink in one of the numerous vending machines. She started scanning the park, and spotted someone who probably wasn't Japanese. From Fusae Campbell in Detective Conan, she knew that natural Japanese can never have blonde hair. Also, Asians are short, but this person was around 5.5 feet in height. That was very weird. But she was 95% sure that the person knew how to speak English. (The other 5% was the possibility that she was a half-Japanese, half-something girl who didn't know how to speak English) So she broke a crucial part of her mantra and stepped towards the girl. "Ehh...um...do you know how to speak English?" -------------- Does that seem too OOC? But she can't deduce anything about English-speaking skills if she can't hear anything from her, so...:V

NO WHAT IS NOT A NUMBER IT CANNOT BE SQUARED Ughhhh, I was acting childish there.

OMM: whut mismatched PP and member title :33

@Elli No killing before a decision is decided~~ @KKLT- :V EDIT: For fun!

No, I won't :VVVV I already left :3

Do nails count? :V

14 is pretty interesting :3333 I'm a shadow, though

^*facepalm* The logic is called "game theory", by the way.

Statement 45: insertion :V ------------------ Both of them were English speakers, eh? She switched to the boy who had screamed about "picking on someone your size" (Funny, that's often told to older people beating up younger people) and the person with fluffy red hair whose gender was hard to determine. The suspicious-Japanese-who-didn't-sound-Japanese girl was gone. Shibuya was turning weirder every minute. She stuck around a little to see if she could ask on some stuff (nearest convenience store, nearest manga store...), but from his statement, she deduced that he was no native to Shibuya. She closed her eyes for a second, then silently stepped away. No one even noticed her leave. -------------------------- She dropped by a store to buy a bag (so that if she ever found lodging, she would leave the stuff like clothes at the lodging place and bring only the necessities with her). The sun was reaching its zenith, so she found shelter in a 7-11 store. She took that chance to fully unzip her bag and examine it. All was like she had seen before, with the addition of a toothbrush, tissues and her favorite pillow. She stuffed the wallet, the light novel and the cellphone into her newly purchased bag. What am I going to do now?, she asked herself.

No :V

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