#goemoned

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This was it. This was the day. She was going to do it. She’d made it this far. And yet, her heart was already jackhammering away in her chest. She was going to make it to that shop and get that limited edition merch because screw the company for making it only available if you bought it in person. Of course, she wasn’t the most physically active person, but she refused to take a bus or ask Sojiro for help, and she was definitely not going anywhere near a taxi.

Not that it was a super far walk, it was just...fairly hot out and that made the walk seem longer than it was, which, in turn, meant she was taking a lot of breaks. But even when she finally made it--a pretty surprising victory. But yet...now that she was here, now that she was seeing the line before her...her legs refused to move. There were so many people here already...

Her palms felt sweaty, but she couldn’t even bring herself to wipe them on her pants as the cold chill seeped into her bones, her stomach twisting uncomfortably. This wasn’t good. She’d finally made it all the way here and she’d have to turn around and go home empty handed? What a rip-off!

There was no way she could let it end like this! She sucked in a breath, and shakily examined her surroundings, looking for someone--anyone--who looked vaguely familiar, and her eyes lit on a tall male with dark blue hair. Bingo!

“H-hey, you!” she called, her voice cracking as it warbled out, hurrying to grab the sleeve of his shirt. “D-Do me favor!” she was practically the equivalent of a newborn deer the way her legs were shaking. “I-if you do, I’ll...u-uh...I’ll...treat you to a meal! W-within reason.” That was good enough, right? Who could turn down free food..?

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What in the world was going on? Things had been in absolute chaos moments ago, and now...now she was here, in this absolutely rustic looking place. Like a village right out of time. Then she looked down at herself. Her usual dress, while certainly elegant, had been replaced with something that seemed much more formal, the kind of dress she’d wear to a fancy party attended by other wealthy members of society. Well, she couldn’t say it didn’t suit her.

The strangest thing was how much longer her hair seemed, and how the ends had been tinted this bright blue color. She certainly looked very much like a proper noble woman of the era--well, perhaps not quite, given how much skin she was showing, but as she looked around, she saw there were other women walking around showing off much more. Well no, the strangest thing was the almost transparent display in front of her, some sort of status screen. Curiously, she pressed on it, opening up a menu that said “party” and found there was another name there--albeit a strange one.

“Goemoned?” she questioned, furrowing her brows as she tapped on the username and almost immediately her vision refocused on a young male standing nearby who looked just as lost as she was.

@goemoned

Maruki enjoyed a good weekend of lazing around, truth be told. At the same time, he couldn’t help but feel restless. If he slacked off too much on his research, he only got antsy. Finding that balance wasn’t an easy task, but one of his patients had mentioned their excitement about an upcoming art exhibit. Looking at the artwork could keep his mind stimulated while also being a relaxing activity, so that’s how Maruki decided he would spend his day off.

Paintings and sculptures from people of all walks of life lined the walls and filled the halls of the exhibit, and while Maruki didn’t have much of an eye for art in his opinion, the different styles and feelings each work displayed were not entirely lost on him. One particular painting caught his eye, however, and he stopped in front of it to gaze upon it.

A troublesome situation you’ve found yourself in, is it? Perhaps painting some happy little trees will help. That Madarame guy is no Bob Ross though, huh. Well hopefully your talent can flourish but in the meantime, please be sure to follow everyone on the masterlist, and here’s a link for easy following!