[ There's a young woman seated at the main table of Future is Now's dormitory today, dressed in a Victorian nightgown. In one hand she has the supplied cards--and in the other, a half-eaten, cinnamon-covered doughnut. She's teary-eyed, and even though her mouth is full, that doesn't stop her from speaking. ]
Iffo beauiful....</td> </tr> </table>
3. GAME
[ It's GAME TIME and this AlcheME! amnesiac--
has spent thirty minutes at the starting point. Apparently lost in thought? What is she doing? Is she... is she going to play?
Wait... it seems like she's saying something to herself? ]
... But where would I get rubber spiders from?
4. Fanmail
[ Did you ever wonder what becomes of all that fanmail that doesn't get burned in Bad End's fire or taken away by their respective owners? Well. There's a literal paper trail of left over letters and forgotten doujinshi leading from the lobby all the way out to Shinjuku Goen... where you will find a young woman, armed with a hoe and big rubber boots, dumping the remaining paper items into a gigantic compost heap. And like any compost heap, that thing is smelly--but she's just happily humming to herself as she works on it!
But it's definitely not the kind of behavior you'd expect from a prim and proper Taisho. She's wearing ill-fitting farmer's clothing (from Wild City maybe?) and her hair's even tied back in a handkerchief... ]
Katarina Claes | My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!
[ There's a young woman seated at the main table of Future is Now's dormitory today, dressed in a Victorian nightgown. In one hand she has the supplied cards--and in the other, a half-eaten, cinnamon-covered doughnut. She's teary-eyed, and even though her mouth is full, that doesn't stop her from speaking. ]
Iffo beauiful....</td> </tr> </table>
[ It's GAME TIME and this AlcheME! amnesiac--
has spent thirty minutes at the starting point. Apparently lost in thought? What is she doing? Is she... is she going to play?
Wait... it seems like she's saying something to herself? ]
... But where would I get rubber spiders from?
[ Did you ever wonder what becomes of all that fanmail that doesn't get burned in Bad End's fire or taken away by their respective owners? Well. There's a literal paper trail of left over letters and forgotten doujinshi leading from the lobby all the way out to Shinjuku Goen... where you will find a young woman, armed with a hoe and big rubber boots, dumping the remaining paper items into a gigantic compost heap. And like any compost heap, that thing is smelly--but she's just happily humming to herself as she works on it!
But it's definitely not the kind of behavior you'd expect from a prim and proper Taisho. She's wearing ill-fitting farmer's clothing (from Wild City maybe?) and her hair's even tied back in a handkerchief... ]