#eyedollized

It hadn't taken the girl long to figure out most of the names of the people around here. Most were of those who were deceased, but every now and then there was a mention of someone still standing in this cruel place. While Ene hardly knew most of the names, it was hard for her to get the idol's name when she was mentioned-- despite always having a beaming feature on her face, her delighted expression grew at the realization that Momo was here as well. It had taken longer than she wanted, but eventually someone gave up the room number where her friend was now living at.

The blue haired girl sprinted in that direction and caused more of annoyance to other as she once again didn't apologize to any person she ran in to. Her eyes scanned past by every number as she mentally repeated the number that Momo resided in, practically skidding to a stop when she almost missed it.

Opinion on;

Character in general: momo. baby. honey. let me kiss youHow they play them: A++ REALLY WELL you make my kuroha muse want to commit mass murder of the meka danThe Mun: you seem really sweet even if we don’t talk a lot!!

Do I:

RP with them: not yet rip…Want to RP with them: of course!!

What is my;

❀} ❝Talented!❞

It was eerie, strange; there was no other way to describe it. If he didn't regret giving in to morbid curiosity before, he did now. Trying to shake the pressuring feeling off did not only prove to be useless but also fueled his imagination further. He wasn't even close to the second island, he hadn't even gotten to the bridge yet, but with each step he took he felt more and more inclined to just go back to he safety the hotel offered in comparison to the place he had thought about visiting earlier. Scary stories had always had some sort of effect on him, sure, though he did his best to acknowledge them to be just that: fantasies, fiction. Still, this felt like the real deal; this felt like the haunted houses everyone had heard about before.

No matter what the nature of his musings had been up until now, the brunet soon found himself dangerously close to the bridge connecting the two islands. However, what surprised him most wasn't that he had finally ended up there, but that he wasn't alone.

Stopping in his tracks, chestnut hues bored into the petite figure standing right before the bridge, as if the person there was still debating on whether or not to take the first step. It was a girl, wasn't it? Perhaps this was a reward for fighting against his desire to go back to his room.

Somehow, the females's presence put him at ease enough for him to approach and stand behind her.

Maybe not the most up-to-date student here, given the fact she missed a lot of time while being dead, Miku still could pride herself on knowing when there was another idol among their ranks. It was almost like a sixth sense, really.

That or she just asked around and looked it up.

But the sixth sense way was a lot more interesting, right? Of course. That's why she was sticking with it.