✿ 03; rhythm master (raiko/ib)
This was impossible. She couldn't proceed on any further...
Just why... Why was this game so hard to defeat? Was it because she lacked rhythmic abilities? All this time she thought she had at least a decent sense in capturing such beats into her flow, but that notion was highly crushed by this machine. A disappointment it was, really, but what could she do?
It wasn't often she came to the arcade since her mother restricted her from playing anything excessive that would vandalize a developing mind, but today was an exception. As an award, she got to spend the day in an area filled with flashing, vibrant lights resounded by 8-bit compositions coming from each and every corner. If she had to be honest, she would've preferred the library if it was going to be this exuberant. It was too late to regret though, wasn't it.
And now here she was, stuck in front of a game she was unable to succeed in while wasting away almost half of the money given to her. What exactly was she doing wrong? Surely, there had to be an aspect she was missing from this but she couldn't put her finger on it. Although she could excuse herself and go for another game, she had yet to give up. Not until she got the hang of it. The child pondered in front of the wide screen with the words 'Continue?' across it, the countdown beginning. 10... So, this was it? 9... She'll never be able to beat this? 8... Maybe it was best to give up. 'New challenger accepted!' Huh?
Beside her stood a woman that completely caught her off guard. When was she there? No, more importantly, was she going to play this? Red hues widened in amusement at the other before timidly asking,
"Are you good at this?..."
