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The end is coming!
[Anyone passing by 947 Beulah will see Rin, sitting on the stage that Yosuke had built for her with her synthesizer - a pretty uncommon instrument for the 50's, but surely one that can be dismissed. She's not acting up. She's just singing and playing a little song for all to hear.]
♪♫♪ The celebrated of all countries stare down at their desks
They're never progressing on anything, it's reality alone they're clueless about
Another day 'round the street corner, "coincidence" would be a lie
I keep to your left for a five-minute smile to treasure
Concerning what's happened to "the world,"
I don't know how I really feel at all
Only being this close to you, as my skin and hands tell me...
is such a joyful feeling...
The END is coming
Not that I'm particularly interested in such things
The WEEKEND's coming
This time I have to tell you my thoughts
Even the big predictions for the end of the century were way wrong, humanity was shocked
Surely, it's all just arguing the end
Aliens? Is this some kind of prank?
The celebrated of all countries stare down at their desks
They're never progressing on anything, it's reality alone they're clueless about
You, with much abruptness, went away somewhere "far"
And with a word from the adults
They tore my optimism like tissue paper
I don't know what "the world" even is
"War?" "Calamity?" I don't know what a thing!
Only being this far from you, my skin and hands tell me...
fills me with a sense of loss...
The END is coming!
I didn't care if that stuff was true
The WEEKEND'S coming!
I didn't tell you my helpless feelings
Packed with uncontrollable thoughts,
And prayers, and dreams, and songs
A single one of these letters isn't enough
But however many I write I can't ever tell you
In my hands, I hold ten pieces of my thoughts
"Addressed to?" I don't know
Since it's so, sooner or later,
should I just spread them across the world?
The WEEKEND is coming!
How does a love song sound?
If someone, somewhere, just a little,
will be brought a smile in this world...
The END is coming!
Even though you aren't coming ever again...
The WEEKEND is coming!
Even though you aren't coming ever again...
Even though the end is coming, don't ever come again, I hate it
Even though the weekend's coming, it'll never come again, not anybody's smile...
The END is coming...
The WEEKEND is coming...
The WEEKEND is coming... ♪♫♪
[Sitting across from her is a drone that she's apparently roped into watching her 'choir practice.' After he listens to the whole thing, he leaves. Rin stands up from her seat and watches him go. After that, she mutters with a painful smile.]
I love you. That will never change... but goodbye. ♪
[and with that she exits the stage as well, walking in the other direction from Len. Or to be specific, walking toward the rest of the town. Her roadroller is gone, and her head is throbbing, but the memory of Zemekis before they were brainwashed, and the memory of Annie speaking in her mind have come back to the surface. Along with that, a promise made that everything would be all right. Rin's finally awake, and it's time to find out who else is. She hopes it's not too late.
Fighting the pain, she sings softly as she tours the town for perhaps the last time.]
♪♫♪ The celebrated of all countries stare down at their desks
They're never progressing on anything, it's reality alone they're clueless about
Another day 'round the street corner, "coincidence" would be a lie
I keep to your left for a five-minute smile to treasure
Concerning what's happened to "the world,"
I don't know how I really feel at all
Only being this close to you, as my skin and hands tell me...
is such a joyful feeling...
The END is coming
Not that I'm particularly interested in such things
The WEEKEND's coming
This time I have to tell you my thoughts
Even the big predictions for the end of the century were way wrong, humanity was shocked
Surely, it's all just arguing the end
Aliens? Is this some kind of prank?
The celebrated of all countries stare down at their desks
They're never progressing on anything, it's reality alone they're clueless about
You, with much abruptness, went away somewhere "far"
And with a word from the adults
They tore my optimism like tissue paper
I don't know what "the world" even is
"War?" "Calamity?" I don't know what a thing!
Only being this far from you, my skin and hands tell me...
fills me with a sense of loss...
The END is coming!
I didn't care if that stuff was true
The WEEKEND'S coming!
I didn't tell you my helpless feelings
Packed with uncontrollable thoughts,
And prayers, and dreams, and songs
A single one of these letters isn't enough
But however many I write I can't ever tell you
In my hands, I hold ten pieces of my thoughts
"Addressed to?" I don't know
Since it's so, sooner or later,
should I just spread them across the world?
The WEEKEND is coming!
How does a love song sound?
If someone, somewhere, just a little,
will be brought a smile in this world...
The END is coming!
Even though you aren't coming ever again...
The WEEKEND is coming!
Even though you aren't coming ever again...
Even though the end is coming, don't ever come again, I hate it
Even though the weekend's coming, it'll never come again, not anybody's smile...
The END is coming...
The WEEKEND is coming...
The WEEKEND is coming... ♪♫♪
[Sitting across from her is a drone that she's apparently roped into watching her 'choir practice.' After he listens to the whole thing, he leaves. Rin stands up from her seat and watches him go. After that, she mutters with a painful smile.]
I love you. That will never change... but goodbye. ♪
[and with that she exits the stage as well, walking in the other direction from Len. Or to be specific, walking toward the rest of the town. Her roadroller is gone, and her head is throbbing, but the memory of Zemekis before they were brainwashed, and the memory of Annie speaking in her mind have come back to the surface. Along with that, a promise made that everything would be all right. Rin's finally awake, and it's time to find out who else is. She hopes it's not too late.
Fighting the pain, she sings softly as she tours the town for perhaps the last time.]
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Rin... hey!
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[Rin hurries over to jog along with.]
Ahaha, I was hoping to run into you here! ♪
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I've never really had close friends before Mayfield and most of my family was here at some point... I could almost believe the lies. But I can't... ♪
[ow. OW. As she delivers this line, it's like a needle is plunged into her brain. She lowers her head in response, as though that would get it away.]
-- Forgive what they did to us all. So I'm gonna keep singing. It'll keep me awake, I think. ♪
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You got a song left for me?
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... Yeah! Of course.
[she thumps a fist over her heart.]
Listen carefully to this one, okay? ♪
Let's go!
[Rin doesn't have her background music, but she taps her foot a couple times first anyway. And then she begins to sing Last Stage.]
♪♫♪ I was always alone, hating to see people smile
Rain fell, a pelting rain just like in my heart
Then one day, you looked into my eyes, and asked "Could you try a smile?"
Yet somehow, I couldn't see you
There was a great wall in the way
There wasn't a single happy day
Painful ones continued on
There were so many enemies around me, and not a place to run
Then you handed me a huge sword
and with that sword, I knocked them down
I felt then that I could win in everything
and I ran off together with you
It's the last stage
Together with you
We'll get through
Despite any despair
I laughed out
I forgot it all
I sang out
Lalula lulilila
You smiled
And so did I
Us being together
It's been a blast
That before us
That wall is gone
Together with you
This is our last stage!
Eventually I came to notice
We'd come a very long way
Before us stood a massive foe
A foe that had been awaiting us
You and I had both been injured
and it hurt just to stand up
Losing would've been mortifying
And I threw my sword
I didn't want to lose to anyone now
I wanted to just keep having fun
I didn't want to go back to before
I wanted to be a stronger me
A wall, even bigger than before
came up before you and I
This had to be destroyed, I said
I set upon it deep in my heart
It's the last stage
And when we're hit
It hurts so much
I'm filled with regret
And so it would seem
That with only such attacks
This great wall
Would not come down
I vowed,
And so did you:
Beyond this wall-
We would make it through
We quickly wiped our tears
And once again
We stood up tall
To face the last stage!
I hadn't been able to change a thing
I'd convinced myself I'd gotten stronger
When you were there, that made me strong;
Without you, I'm just a weakling
I looked back at the huge enemy
And it was laughing, looking into my eyes
I took the sword that I had thrown
And took aim at my great foe
There wasn't a single happy day
Painful ones continued on
There were so many enemies around me, and not a place to run
That's why I won't run from anything
I'll take it as it comes, and keep living with it
Even if I'm so weak I'll always lose
Running won't change a thing
It's the last stage
I'm still going
And I won't give up now!
I'll still fight!
My sword shone
I cried out
I cut through my foe
and it was beaten!
The wall crumbled
I saw the light
You smiled
And so did I!
That before us
That wall is gone
Let this be the end:
Our last stage!
La lalalala la la... ♪♫♪
[It undoubtedly hurts. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and her voice may have cracked on the high emotional parts, but she kept going until the end. If nothing else, it feels good in her heart. She believes what she says. And even though Yuna seems to be able to handle herself, she hopes this replenishes her strength in some way. Rin looks back up at her for the reaction.]
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But when Rin opens her eyes, she'll see tears streaming down Yuna's face, accompanying a big bright smile. She'd closed her own eyes to enjoy the song and how it made her feel, and all of the emotions she'd experienced in Mayfield and as Rin's friend came pouring out of her before she could stop it.
Yuna gives a small laugh as she opens her eyes, blushing a little as she raises her hand to wipe the tears away. Rin's feelings definitely reached her - there are only a few times in her whole life that Yuna's felt this touched, this fortunate to be someone's friend. With a big, satisfied sigh, she smiles back at Rin and claps enthusiastically.]
That was awesome, Rin!
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Thank you. Thanks for everything! ♪
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Thank you too, Rin. I'm really glad I was able to meet you.
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Me too, Yuna. And I'll never forget either... ♪
[she rests her head just under Yuna's shoulder. It's comforting. Which is sought even more, because it feels like her head is splitting open.]
N-No more losing friends. ♪
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[Yuna brings a hand up to gently pat the back of Rin's head as she hugs her, just enjoying the moment.]
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It made her head hurt to think about. But wanting to listen, that wasn't painful. And so she detoured down Beulah Street, letting Mayfield drift back in and continue to overwrite her real thoughts on the matter. It was so nice to hear someone sing. Especially one as talented and sweet as little Rin.
She's several houses away when Rin's song finally ends. And now would be a good time to turn around and set back off for town, the groceries wouldn't buy themselves, but...
Rin is likely to find her standing on the sidewalk, grimacing and pinching the bridge of her nose, as though she was fighting off a terrible headache.]
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Oh, it's Dakki! The Dakki that isn't purpl- ow, ow, okay, just Dakki. Jesus.
Either way, Rin notices the headache. She's feeling hers enough to know what it means, but Dakki seems to be having a hard time dealing with it... is it the first time? She approaches carefully.]
Dakki, you okay? ♪
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Ah... Rin? I'm alright, I'm just... [There's a pause that indicates she's searching for the right word to use.] ...feeling confused.
[And then her hand drops to her side and she smiles, the pain seeming to leave her.]
I think I heard you getting some singing practice in. A new song for choir on Sunday?
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[Ah... she's still having some trouble. "Choir on Sunday" clinches it. Rin folds her hands together in front of her chest and clenches a bit. What should she do...]
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So Rin is going to try to torment her a little. She puts on a big ol' creeper smile.]
Heheh, nope! It's for my solo career! You want to hear it again? It'd be really good to get some feedback from an adult~. ♪
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When she hears Rin, she stops in her tracks and listens, her headache slowly growing. It takes a huge amount of effort for her to step forward and give her friend--sister, she's your sister, don't forget!--a tired smile.]
You too?
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She smiles, but she says,]
It feels like hell. Miku-nee... ♪
[And she walks closer, a little too close, to give her a hug. It's her sister. Even if Rin had been rotten, and didn't ever show it much. This could be their last chance. Although, whatever she'd been meaning to say disappears into her actions for now. It's hard to think, when it's like this.]
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This is real, she keeps reminding herself, through the headache. This is real.]
I know.
[She starts humming. This is their last chance, for certain, and damned if she's letting that go.]
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Instead, she stays quiet. Just holds on and listens for a spell.]
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We're going to go home. ['Back to Japan,' she thinks, though it's fuzzy in the face of the headache. Back to their fanbase, back to Crypton, back to Len-kun and Meiko-nee, back to the family they'd left behind when they got here.
She's happy, yes. But at the same time, she's been here nearly two years now. And despite everything, despite the headache and the false memories that compete against her real ones, Miku knows she's going to miss Mayfield.]
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[The melody was calming for a moment. Rin smiles faintly. When she tries to remember what it looked like, Mayfield intrudes with its fake memories - along with some real ones. Souji's pool party. Miku's earliest concert, in a garage. The cosplay cafe. The prom... She tries to think past it, to her school in Japan, but it hurts so much. It's really despairing.]
... Miku-nee, I've been here almost as long. I don't even remember what Sapporo looked like. I've never forgotten before. ♪
[With her hand on Rin's shoulder, Miku might feel it shake a bit.]
I wanna see it again. ♪
[she pauses... and starts to sing on her own, quietly to try to soothe her mind. Let's go home.]
♪♫♪ You might be worn out in unlucky everyday
The train noise are telling you the end of your long day
If you forced to do as people do only to miss the place to go,
Keep the dreams almost forgotten in your heart
to start again from here
If you feel lonely looking for love, look at the key in your pocket
Remember you have the place to get back, let's go home
The warmth will lead you there
If you carry so many things that make you shed tears to lighten the weight
You might rest for a while
You should be grateful to your strong mind
You've seized your days even if they're different from the ideals
You always did your best
That's what I've seen about you
If your heart is withered by sadness, just believe what you've done
Even if tomorrow doesn't differ from today, let's go home
The lights are waiting there
If you feel lonely looking for love, look at the key in your pocket
You have the place to get back, so let's go home
The warmth will lead you there
If you found yourself on the verge of crying, look at the light in the bottom of your heart
You should be proud of yourself
Let's go home
Nothing has changed there
Let's go home
Your heart rests there... ♪♫♪
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[She closes her eyes as Rin starts singing, humming along. Once it's over, she reaches up and wipes her tears away, sniffling a little.]
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... It'll be okay. Just hang in there. ♪
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Morning.
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Morning. Thanks for listening. ♪
[She notes the sword mentally. It's good to see him holding it, huh... at least she won't have to worry about him.]
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Morning.
[The same can't be said for what he discovered.]
Your concert was good.
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He doesn't look like he was able to fully enjoy it, though. Maybe there's something on his mind. Still, since he's there, she puts a hand back on the synthesizer.]
You want an encore? ♪
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[He can't exactly tell her "No quit bugging me", since that would involve her pestering him into telling her why.
He can't tell her, that the brother she sang to wasn't the real one she remembered.]
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In fact, perhaps that's exactly why she picked it.]
♪♫♪ I sent you a love letter in the main street, you threw it away in the place I was looking at
As always, a worn out love can't be defined
If you don't have words to begin with, don't look at anything and you'll pass
Because after all you are searching for someone, right?
The sky comes to my mind, the daytime sky I am yearning for
They make merry, they make merry, their faces look so stupid, now I look like a rakshasa
Today is certainly the worst day of my life, I release my heart and it bursts out in laughter
I kick the sorrow that can't come back and I dance in this carnival
I even forget that I'm jealous of other people, tomorrow I'll shine even more
If the goodbye is sorrowful, it will be a carnival at the bottom of hell
If in the end the night sky is going to vanish, then this distant world will be dyed in the red of the sunshine
A devilish dream would be the same as me, right?
Secret intentions overlap each other, faults and feelings are breaking
The disgraceful behaviour I left behind me drifts about in the wind
If a shooting star falls down, I'll try to catch it with one hand
I will grant my wish by myself, because it's the only thing I have
From Yohohama to Tokyo, it seems so near, it seems so far
Even if I long for the morning glow, this dancing carnival won't disappear
Today is certainly the worst day of my life, I release my heart and it bursts out in laughter
I kick the sorrow that can't come back and I dance in this carnival
I even forgot that I'm jelous of other people, tomorrow I'll shine even more
If the goodbye is sorrowful, it will be a carnival at the bottom of hell.... ♪♫♪
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A literal carnival of hell is taking place.]
We should get inside.
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What is that?? ♪