♥ September (Ohnir) Event Log

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September (Ohnir) Event Log
The month of Ohnir brings with it a slow but steady relief from the heat, as summer gives way to autumn and the city begins to change with it. Plants are slowly deflowering, leaves are starting to fade and fall, and while the season is not yet in full swing, all the signs are there if you know where to look. The city is abuzz with new energy as the residents realize that for the first time in centuries, they have some actual nature clean-up ahead of them: raking leaves, pruning branches, protecting young wildlife and fresh plants from the incoming chills of winter. Such work used to be relegated to those who cared for the botanical gardens and zoos, but now everyone who's been enjoying this year's garden harvest has to learn how to future-proof their treasured flowers. Offworlders are encouraged to do the same, lest all of the growth be lost over the winter.

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❥ PROMPT I: A Clean Getaway

With all of the work to be done, it's no surprise that some are looking for new ways to refresh themselves and relax, and what better time would there be to open up the Public Baths! All the volunteer work cleaning the place has paid off, and the facilities are officially open and available for use. It is technically free to use, as a public facility, but those visiting are encouraged to tithe a small donation once in a while to pay for upkeep and freshen up the place, provide new soaps, etc. No judgment if you can't! It'll just make everything that much nicer in the long run.

The baths are separated into a few sections: oil baths for the native residents, and water baths for the offworlders. For obvious reasons, offworlders are encouraged not to enter the robot-residential sections! Though they are not strictly forbidden... it would be quite messy and bad for your health.

The offworlder half has additional separated sections that may interest characters when they visit:

1) Hot Springs Style - Clothed or Unclothed: there are 3 available rooms for each, one for separate presented genders, and a shared bath for those comfortable with the concept or don't wish to use either male or female. Each room has one larger pool and a few smaller sets, so you can sit by yourself or with others as you please.

2) Pool: a shared public pool! The water is nice and cool, which should be a comfort to those still struggling with the lingering summer heat. There is some water game equipment available for open use if people want to play and get their sports on.

3) Sauna: similar to the springs, once again, there are 3 rooms for gender splits so everyone can enjoy the place at their own comfort level.

It all seems very nice and relaxing for everyone, but this wouldn't be a proper event without some shenanigans now, would it? There are a few effects that may occur within the baths, and these effects are somewhat random. Some characters may experience them to a powerful degree, while others feel nothing at all. Players can decide for themselves who and where these will affect, so feel free to mix, match, and go wild. The effects are:

• The spring water is so relaxing that you feel free and more willing to talk about yourself, or share your feelings more openly.


• The swimming pool is cool and energizing, making you want to horse around and play with others nearby. You may also feel inclined to drape yourself onto others, like a cool, comfy pillow.


• The sauna has you dishing up spicy hot takes, releasing negative emotions or complaints, and makes you a little more inclined to gossip.

All effects can either be nullified or emphasized according to player discretion by physical contact. For some characters, holding hands or something will stop the effects, but for others it'll intensify them - it should keep characters guessing!

❥ PROMPT II: REM Stands for Realistic Emotional Memory in These Parts

Characters who were around last year might remember a bout of strange and sporadic dreams that plagued the town around this season, along with the sensation that they were being followed. This year, dreams once more enter uninvited to one's mind, but this time, it occurs as a random daydream while they are awake, and it is very different from person to person- instead encouraging you to do the following. All visions start out hazy, like a grainy old movie where details and figures are difficult to make out, but there is something both familiar and alien about it. It feels like a memory… but it is not your memory. Over time, the visual begins to clear the more often the dream repeats, until slowly the images grow more distinct, offering clearer faces, the addition of voices, discernable quotes or expressions. The memory will provide hints as to who it might belong to, though the subtlety of those hints will likely vary. Before too long, if you have not found a way to rid yourself of the dream, you will experience an entire memory of another person in town as if you were witnessing it from their perspective!

Now, how does one rid themselves of these strange visions? You could wait it out, if you're patient enough and not inclined to seek the answer, but those who've been here long enough can wager a guess: you must find the source of that memory and "send" it back to them through physical interaction of some kind. Some memories may take longer to transfer than others, and it may depend on the person, the memory itself, how clear the memory has become in the time you carried it… no two experiences are likely to be the same.

There are a few specifics about these memories that are worth noting:

• the memory should be of a single event, not a series of events that span a long period of time. For example, you could witness the stretch of someone's day at a wedding or long party (sped up to skip insignificant moments so it doesn't play in real time), but not a memory of an entire war that goes for months. How long the memory goes for is up to the player that the memory belongs to, as long as it falls within these guidelines.


• you are not limited to a single memory from a single person. Once you have solved one vision, after a certain amount of time, you may find yourself plagued with another.


• you will not necessarily end up having the same memory partner! You won't always have the memory of the person who has your memory. Characters are encouraged to pair up and try to piece together clues that might lead you to your intended partner. Help each other out and guide one another in the right direction if you can.


• those whose memory has been borrowed may find it difficult to recall it; it can seem fuzzy and indistinct, missing entirely or simply missing choice details. Through physical contact, that memory will fully return to them and both participants can experience it together.


• you can find your partner accidentally! If you're still searching for clues and happen to touch your partner through other circumstances - such as shake their hand at first meeting, or hug a friend - you may find both of you are suddenly experiencing a memory together as it is transferred! Aren't you lucky, to have found your partner so easily?

!!! IMPORTANT !!! The contents of the memory shared is up to you, but please be mindful of harmful subjects and tag/mark your comments and toplevels accordingly! Triggering memories should be noted with content warnings. Be kind to your fellow players! If someone asks you to tag something and you have not done so, please correct it as soon as possible. Untagged comments that aren't adjusted and are reported to us may be subject to mod screening until the issue is resolved.

❥ PROMPT III: I Shall Fight With My Bear Hands

Closer to the tail end of the month, one of the research facilities distributes a "Help Wanted" advertisement through the network, requesting the aid of offworlders. The advertisement reads:

"Calling all offworlders! Havenwell Research and Development is seeking volunteers for both physical prowess and supernatural ability testing. All are welcome! Even if you have no combat skills and feel only a desire to learn, we have a job for you. Those who already possess some form of self-defense or combative powers will be partnered and asked to "spar" in a partially digitized facility, or proceed with a simulation that will gauge destructive capabilities. And for those who possess neither, don't worry! Our program is specially designed to help you discover just where your talents lie.

No harm should come to any volunteers, as this is strictly simulation-based, similar to the virtual reality technology already widely used throughout the city. However, in case of any accidents, medical staff is on site to treat injuries as needed. Additionally, there is no need for you to wear any of the VR headgear typically required in our cafes, so if these devices cause you discomfort, this may be a simulation that better meets your needs.

Please contact us ASAP if you are willing and able to help. A monetary commission will be awarded upon completion of each session."

Any volunteers or inquiries will be provided with more information, and invited to one of the research towers located in town. They are guided to a floor that is abuzz with activity, partnered with whoever happens to be scheduled at the same time or a partner they themselves opted to bring with them, and taken to a room akin to Star Trek's holodeck. There, they can input "powers" or "no powers", and a simulation will be created for them based on their selected guidelines.

With Powers:
The console invites characters to select one of two options- their own abilities, or temporarily gain access to the elemental powers offered via AC Rewards (point levels 50, 100, and 200). They are able to choose a particular power level for the duration of the simulation, which can either dampen their natural abilities to a more fair level for the test you're undertaking, or remain normal. While in the simulation room, rather than actually using any real abilities, the room will materialize whatever ability you choose without causing true damage to either the room or your opponent. Science, or magic? It's probably both. Feel free to go wild and have fun, maybe try some powers you've never experienced before or vent your frustrations on being stuck here!

Without Powers:
The console invites characters to select a type of weapon and skill level, and said weapon will materialize in a basic form; while held inside the room it moves and feels real, but it cannot be removed from the facility. Those who are skilled in utilizing said weapon are free to wield it as if it were the genuine article in their chosen simulation. Those without much or any skill will be walked through a tutorial on basic techniques from a variety of styles, old or new, most unfamiliar but well suited to the body type of the person using the program. It's quite intuitive, though it is by no means perfect, so characters might end up being guided through a stranger workout than intended.

For versus mode, each participant has an HP bar displayed above their heads, and everyone has the same HP unless both players select an unbalanced mode, and the goal is to force your opponent to hit zero HP. Characters can also choose how realistic the simulated violence is and how the process feels: in low realism, it's similar to laser tag, where characters flash a colour when hit and take damage without feeling anything more than some uncomfortable vibration. In high realism, pain is genuine to a certain degree depending on how high a level they choose, though it is artificial and will fade as soon as the program ends. Hitting zero HP will not result in a knock-out, but characters will feel dizzy and be forced to sit down, unable to rise again until they surrender. All effects wear off as soon as the simulation ends.

For demonstration mode, participants are given a selection of virtual targets to practice on using whatever method of combat they've chosen. It could be moving targets, such as creatures that have invaded the barrier previously (via the Wild Wild prompt), or simulations of the more dangerous beasts in the museum/zoo areas of town. It could be simple targets built to take a beating without providing much challenge in return. It could be a collection of buildings that characters can break or explode as they please. This mode is designed to gauge just how strong a person's destructive potential is, either with their own powers or with powers granted to those who have been blessed by their patron god.

Characters are welcome to volunteer as many times as there are available partners and/or slots! So feel free to try a few times using different options.

❥ PROMPT IV: A Bonus Trip Down Memory Lane

Last year, some offworlders might remember the tradition of sharing stories in the temple of Ohma, to offer small tributes to the god on their first month of devotion. It is that time of the year again, and everyone is welcome to return and share more stories, or perhaps retell an old favourite to a new audience. Here is the event as described previously:

Ohma's temple is particularly lively during Ohnir and the priests are busy cleaning and sweeping, decorating it with rolls of parchment and digital inkwells and quills that write as if they were actually fountain pens. The natives, especially adherents of Ohma, start to make pilgrimages to the temple in little processions, some playing music, others flying banners.

Anyone who chooses to follow can observe the natives going up to the altar and sharing stories with one another. They talk about things they did over the past year or things that are far, far in their past. Some of the stories are happy and result in the procession laughing and some are...well, not everyone returns safely from certain disasters that befall the city throughout the year. The priests diligently write every story down on those parchment rolls and deposit them onto the waiting altar, where they're summarily lit on fire to the cheers of those present. The more emotional the story it seems, the brighter and bluer the flame that it emits and the louder the procession cheers.

As the file out, they notice you watching and urge you to go up with someone else in the temple to clear your heart and offer up your own stories. They can be stories of home, information about your worlds, or stories about your life.

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This event will run from September 14th to 30th. Click on each prompt's title to see the text. If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the FAQ or to the Mod Question thread.

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Kyoko Mogami | Skip Beat! (Rawna) OTA

[daikonrose]

I

[ Big baths were a sweet taste of nostalgia Kyoko hadn't thought to miss until the bath house was found, and she'd been quietly bouncing at the thought of them ever since. And now the time finally had come to bounce all the way out to the edges of town! And into that steaming water! Wow!

Even with as tight as her finances were, it was worth it to make the trek and give a donation a couple times a week, at least while the thrill was still all fresh and new. Lacking a swim suit, Kyoko would only be found in the ladies' baths--and maybe even the sauna, now and then--happily luxuriating. She might seem to be in her own little world, but come chat!! ]

II

[ Have you caught Kyoko stopping in an inconvenient place, staring into the distance as unfamiliar scenes play through her head? Sure are a lot of folks doing that lately, huh? Or maybe you caught a vision of something that might be hers, and you want to get rid of it--find her at Rawna's temple, the library, the community gardens, or maybe even Affurgato! ]

[ If we haven't plotted out memories and you'd like one of Kyoko's, hit me up in PM or on plurk! Or hit me up for any kind of plotting, for that matter. I'll match styles, so if you want to ditch the brackets go for it. ]

II

[shroudedsecrets]

[ Staring into the distance. That's not quite an uncommon thing anymore, with the way this world can be. Though it seems that Kyoko has arrived at Affurgato today. Luckily, it's a quieter day, so she has a chance to have more than one cat angling for her attention.

Which is probably fine, except for some reason, the service is a little slow. What could be causing that...? Well, Honerva seems to be the person out on the floor, but aside from greeting Kyoko and then saying she'd be back to check on her when she was ready, she seems to be looking at... nothing in particular. Not even one of the cats seems to be getting her attention, at that. ]

[daikonrose]

[ Well. Um. Hm.

Kyoko's never been one to pester restaurant staff--she's spent too long as a waitress herself--and it's not like she's in a rush or anything. She's not actively dying of starvation. It's really fine if Honerva needs more time, she gets it! And she's always been very professional before, if a little lacking in the cheerful demeanor Kyoko usually associates with customer service.

But, uh. Ah. She's sort of been just standing over there for a good few minutes now?

Despite recent memory swap experiences of her own, it doesn't occur to Kyoko that maybe the woman is lost in seeing visions from a very small child's perspective, of a cold mother figure breaking down and lashing out. She just figures maybe she went on break? Oh no, was Honerva already on break when Kyoko came in, and she interrupted it to seat her? Oh no....

At length, she pipes up uncertainly. ]

I'm sorry... excuse me, but... is it possible to order directly from the kitchen? Is that allowed?

[shroudedsecrets]

[ This vision... it is deeply visceral. Of the many kinds of visions she's familiar with, it's usually not from the perspective of one so small. Not so different from being ever a passive observer who would say nothing at all when such a thing would occur, but...

Eventually she can hear a voice outside the vision that helps eventually pull the shape of the cafe back. Affurgato, of course. And what had she been doing -? What was that voice... she turns her head... Kyoko had come in. She remembers now. Other memories could be so displacing. She makes her way closer, that hint of distraction still in her expression, though she greets her with a slight bow, entirely apologetic. ]

... My apologies. If you are ready to order, I will assist you.

[ And she can make the kitchen aware that should she delay in retrieving it, they can send it over themselves, but. Right now, she can handle it. ]

[daikonrose]

No no, it's no problem!

[ She's probably just having a bad day! Kyoko certainly won't begrudge it, and it's a relief to see that fog in the woman's eyes lift. ]

Then, I'd like a cup of tea and the kitten quiche, please~

[ She says it with gentle, polite cheer, a contrast to the angry tear-stained face of the woman visiting Honerva's thoughts. Don't touch me! If you touch me, bad luck will stick to me!!! ]

[shroudedsecrets]

[ Kyoko's cheeriness does clash rather strangely with the still haunting echo of the unfamiliar woman's harsh words. Reality holds, at least, though there's little space between to consider the puzzle of the memory itself.

There aren't that many Otherworlders in Havenwell for these memories to bounce around to, but too few does she know well enough. Still, there's something... is it the eyes? Some other feature? ]

... Of course. I'll see to it that it served promptly, then. The tea is your usual preference?

[daikonrose]

Yes! You remembered~

[ I can't fail again, not anymore, I tell you!! I have to win! Mind you, if I lose this case it will be your fault!!

There are so many striking differences--the demeanors, the words, even just the hair--but if Honerva can focus through all the confusion and turbulent emotions, she might be able to see the similarities, how closely nearly all of Kyoko's facial features mirror this woman's. ]

[shroudedsecrets]

[ There's certainly a connection to be made, and she's working on sorting it; those two faces, could it be so? And yet, what a persistent tone. What had the child done?

Nothing that had warranted all of that. A reminder of weakness, an easy scapegoat for someone else's inability to control an outcome. ]

Of course. My apologies again for the delay.

[ Better get her meal served. If this was in fact her memory she wouldn't want to cost her appetite for it, or interrupt her if the connection was incorrect. ]

[daikonrose]

[ GET OUT!!! ]

Don't worry! [ Kyoko's warm, cheery grin contrasts the outburst again. ] You're always so diligent, I hope you're not overworked!

[shroudedsecrets]

[ The diametric contrast between vision and reality would be too much for anyone else, the harsh words ever insidious and evasive, overlapped by emotion that both was and was not her own. She offers a smile though she ends up wincing at the echo instead. ]

... Not at all.

[ Though perhaps today the endeavor through strain was a bit much, but perhaps it was why she was pushing herself through it, instead of hiding away with the problem. Her head was pounding.

To the kitchen for the order then. ]

[daikonrose]

[ That wince. Kyoko's smile fades a smidge, but she doesn't let herself frown until Honerva turns away.

Honerva's never exactly been upbeat, in Kyoko's experience, but isn't the mood a little too heavy today? Did something happen? Kyoko frets over it quietly as she waits for her return.

Luckily for Honerva, there's not a whole lot more to this memory. Just a welling up of tears clouding the woman's image before it all fades out. ]

[shroudedsecrets]

[ Not a whole lot more to it, but the emotional toll of it is there. It feels... quite strange. Even as she puts in the order, which - should be ready promptly, she does take a moment to get a light fruit tea for herself to sip at while she ponders the eyes of the woman she'd seen and the eyes of the woman she'd just served.

Some minutes pass, between the order's preparation and the return to serve it, Honerva at least seeming a little more collected than when she had left, the tray gently floating before her as she brings it to the young woman's table. ]

Here you are, made to order. Thank you for your patience--please enjoy it. I don't wish to interrupt your meal any further, but when you're finished, perhaps we could talk?

[daikonrose]

[ It's always a treat to see Honerva carry things with her magic, whatever type of magic it happens to be--Kyoko usually has to hold back from fawning and pestering her about it. But today the relief at the offer accompanying her meal takes center stage. ]

Oh--of course! Please sit down with me whenever you have time! You can toss formalities aside!

[shroudedsecrets]

... All right. I will see you again shortly.

[ She'll endeavor to be less... affected when the time comes, trying to take a better appraisal to be certain that what she was suspecting about the connection to Kyoko and the memory had merit, but she'd do as promised and allow her some moments peace to enjoy her meal while she sips at her own tea. ]

[daikonrose]

[ Kyoko had really meant Honerva could sit down with her right then, if she wanted--but it's not the sort of issue she can push. Maybe if she knew her better, and this wasn't her workplace... but as it is, all Kyoko can do is fret some more as she eats. She tries to be subtle about the glances she sends Honerva's way, but at least a few of them are probably noticeable. ]

II

[outlining]

[ Someone else happens to be in Affurgato. Megumi hasn't quite put together that the spacing out girl is the same person who argued with him over nothing on his first week in Havenwell.

He ignores her in favor of drinking his coffee and petting the cats in the cafe. Unbeknownst to him that Kyoko's receiving a grainy image of a young man with a cherubic face, the sunglasses barely cover his bright blue eyes and impossibly long, thick white eyelashes. He has soft, tuff white hair.

The young man is making a disgusted face down below to you, the person whose witnessing this memory as it happened at the time.

The voice is distorted, but child-like, asking the beautiful young man "what's with that face?" ]

[daikonrose]

[ Naturally, Kyoko isn't paying any special attention to the guy in the cafe, nor has it occurred to her that she might have gotten into an internet argument with him at some point. Why would any of that be on her mind? She's just here to coo over cats and enjoy some real-tasting vegetables. This is a pleasant outing and only pleasant things should be in her thoughts.

So why

why

WHY

is she thinking about THIS GUY?? What the heck? Stay out of her head why don't you?!?

Maybe Megumi will notice her growling to herself between crunching on bites of salad. ]

What is with that face??

[ Or maybe he's distracted by a vision of girls, lots of them, anxious and antsy young women doing stretches and fixing their hair and chattering about what's happening out under the bright lights on stage. --Tsk, tap again?--Aah, I blew it-- ]

[outlining]

[ He pauses mid-petting and raises an eyebrow at the memory. This could have been anywhere, was there a recent incident of a cursed spirit preying on innocent girls? He couldn't quite recall.

But he does notice one of the other cats nearby looking a bit frightened by Kyoko's change of attitude. She must be talking to him considering their tables weren't too far from each other. He turns to her properly and stares at her blankly. ]

You're scaring one of the cats.

[ "So, your dad's actually part of a clan of prestigious sorcerors!" The teenager explains, his hands remained animated as if he's telling a fairy tale to a six-year-old child. "'cept he's shithead in their eyes and left the clan to have you instead."

He starts to bend his knees as he continues on his bizarre explanation, you may feel indifference and uninterested emotions seeping in. "You're starting to see things right? You probably have noticed it in you at this point."

You can't help but think this teenager likes the sound of his own voice. ]

[daikonrose]

[ Kyoko blinks, pulled gently back towards reality from whatever nonsense Gojou is saying in her head. ]

Huh? Ah, sorry! I was just thinking about someone really disgusting, my feelings must have slipped out.

[ Is Megumi still thinking about that backstage scene? Maybe he's already started to progress towards the stage after someone calls Number 61, are you ready?! --Oh, y-yeah! I'm on my way! ]

[outlining]

Whatever, it happens. Just keep in mind the cats.

[ Megumi motions another cat towards him as his look becomes more curious, now that he hears the voice a second time in his head, he notices the similarities with the girl before him. ]

Sorry to ask all of a sudden, but have we met before? I mean, did you live in a city called Tokyo before being kidnapped?

[ Granted it's a very big city, but there must be some reason why he seems to remember her somehow. However, the more teen Gojou explains to Kyoko about the mysterious circumstances, the more likely she could feel the disinterest tied to the scene.

"The Zenin clan adores talent." Gojou hangs his hands over the air. His voice starts to get muffled because it was getting long-winded, but one line stands out; "you're just the right age to go on sale."

"You're your father's winning chip against the Zenin clan, Megumi-kun."

Back to the present day, the cat has curled up in Megumi's arms, his posture is stiff as he tries to fight the urge to look away. ]

Sorry... this is going to sound weird but you sound very familiar..?

[daikonrose]

Huh? I did, but....

[ Kyoko blinks, trying to tear her attention away from Gojou talking about mysterious circumstances with sorcerers--jeez, why does she keep thinking about him?! Gross! Did she end up with one of his memories, with everything that's been going on lately? Though in the others, she was always from the point of view of the memory holder, so that doesn't quite make sense.

In any case, she's not sure what to say to this guy, because she's definitely never seen him before. Awkward.... Ah, but it's possible-- ]

--Um, maybe, you... saw me on... television...?

[ She sounds almost apologetic. It's just kind of embarrassing! She never gets recognized! ]

Do you... watch any dramas?

[ Aft striding out on stage--barefoot, head held high--there's a pause. A shout of What the hell is that..!? rings out, before a cacophony of laughter drowns out everything else. Down in front of the stage, four men seated at a table stare with varying levels of dismay. One holds his head in his hands. ]

[outlining]

[ Megumi winces at the sound, swiftly covering one of his ears in a vain attempt to drown out the shrill laughter. Even as this foreign memory plays out, he furrows his brows and tries to focus on the girl before him.

Gojou finally crouches down, looking at you, eye to eye through his sunglasses. His smile is unwavering as he asks Kyoko, "it makes you mad, right?" ]

Not really.

[ "Not really," a child's voice cuts through before Gojou could ramble any further. "I don't really care what he's doing now." ]

I don't really follow any TV shows. Are you an actress?

[daikonrose]

[ There's something about the way this guy's words echo those in her head.... But that's not really a definitive clue, is it. Kyoko frowns a little as she tries to keep her focus on reality. What's wrong with this guy's ear, that he suddenly claps a hand over it like that? ]

Um--more or less. But if that's not what you know me from, I really have no idea....

[ There's a hot rush of embarrassment at all that laughter, but then your gaze falls on the knife in your hand, and this seems to be a steadying influence. The girl's voice calls out with resolve, Number 61! Kyoko Mogami! With your other hand, a daikon radish is tossed up in the air, deft slashes from the knife neatly chopping off the ends before you catch the vegetable again, holding it out proudly. I will make... a rose out of this daikon!

Sorry Megumi, were you hoping some acting skills would be revealed in this memory? ]

[outlining]

... What.

[ Megumi lowers his hand from his ear and looks at her in disbelief. His mind focuses on the memory that he forgets what Kyoko is saying in front of him.

Seriously, who does fruit carving in an audition? More importantly, there's no way he'd forget about this so why does he only remember it now?! This is literally so dumb, and he still remembers Itadori's old man jokes in depth.

He even remembers how idiotic Gojou was when they first met... he thinks... How did that go again? ]

Are you sure? Because I'm seriously having my doubts now how I'd ever forget a daikon rose.

[ Actually, he's having a mini-crisis because this is really strange. The cat in his lap finally moves away and he doesn't react to it. He finally starts to speak up. ]

Sorry, can I have your name? My name is Megumi Fushiguro.

[daikonrose]

[ Megumi Fushiguro. That full name pings her, but it isn't quite enough to call to mind the memory of an internet fight with a dude she had a few months ago, at least not right now. But his name is Megumi, and that's what the cat-dog mutt had been calling her in her head just now. And even if the memories of her audition at LME are a little fuzzy at the moment, it's not like Kyoko's going to forget her own special talent.

Kyoko springs to her feet, suddenly full of intent. She knows just what to do! ]

Kyoko Mogami! Sorry to change the subject, but let's shake hands!

[ Here she comes, hand outstretched, all ready for you! ]