INTERNET ANGEL

🙏 BLESS 🙏 

ame/OMGkawaiiangel-chan | early 20s | she/her ("girl") | needy streamer overload

manic and moody, but that's alright! the internet angel has descended!

streamer that wants you to love her so so so so bad. please. she's desperate

pretty much the opposite of kangel outside of streams! very anxious and gloomy as ame

heavy themes of depression will likely be prominent. many things present in the game will be cut out for mine and other muns' comfort, but is still relevant! if you look into the game, please be wary that it contains a ton of trigger warnings that i won't list out here.

"uh.... huh?"

ame is floored. really and truly puzzled. she couldn't even remember what had been asked of her– all she knew was that it was far too specific for it to be the response of a fancy toy. but there was no other explanation for what she saw in front of her. it certainly would've been a large toy, but again, there were very few things she could've processed this as.

or maybe she had gotten high and forgotten, though she knew she didn't come with anything to do so and had no idea where to acquire it here.

"heeeey! excuse me, miss!"

kangel walks up to the stranger excitedly. she had been scouting around for a while, trying to find a suitably cute cafe with the perfect aesthetics that matched her. coming to spirale hadn't stopped her dream of becoming a streamer– in fact, she felt like it only spurred her on. if she had vods of another world, wouldn't that make her super popular?!

"—and, so they didn't even send me a sticker... it went on for a few days like that. they'd only answer if i asked them something important."

"wooooow! so they have cute things like this here, too!"

with absolutely no regard to the stranger's difficulty holding the plethora of decorative sweets he was holding, kangel walks straight up to him and eyes them over. she seems to have no regrets stopping him from reaching his destination, instead giving a bright smile. she gestures to a cutely dolled up cake box.

it was, needless to say, incredibly disorienting for ame to end up here. in the first place, she rarely left her apartment, so it was a wonder she was even able to be taken anywhere. and the people she's seen here are... odd, to say the least. not that she can judge anyone too harshly in that area. with a fundamental misunderstanding (or, perhaps, desperate attempt to hold onto her own reality) of the situation, she approaches a stranger.

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