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Rin Kagamine ([personal profile] roadroller) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg2012-11-06 11:04 am
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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.]
drank_the_milk: (Happy)

[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-06 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[And of course, Rin will pass Yuna on her usual jogging route while she's making the rounds. From the look on her face, it seems Yuna's been suffering pretty hard from the headaches too, but she's managed to hold herself together. Slowing down to a stop, she gives Rin her usual bright smile even through the throbbing pain she's feeling in her skull.]

Rin... hey!
drank_the_milk: (Embarrassed)

[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-06 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah... there's not much left to do except jog and try to keep my mind off things.
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[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-06 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I could never forget. Not daddy, or my friends from home, or you or anyone else I've gotten to know since coming here.
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[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-07 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuna reaches out to gently place a hand on Rin's shoulder while she grapples with the headache, knowing full well what she's going through at this point. Once she's talking again, though, she'll let go, giving her friend a small smile.]

You got a song left for me?
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[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-07 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yuna isn't the type to show weakness in front of people - she's always felt on some level that it's easier to deal with her own problems and feelings alone and on her own terms instead of burdening her friends. As such, it's not often at all that she allows herself to cry in front of even her closest relations.

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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[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-07 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yuna laughs happily, lunging forward to envelop her friend in a big warm hug.]

Thank you too, Rin. I'm really glad I was able to meet you.
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[personal profile] drank_the_milk 2012-11-08 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Right. Never again.

[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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[personal profile] photonicfighter 2012-11-06 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dakki had just set off for the store, intent on errands and almost entirely caught up in her Mayfield life. And then she heard music in the distance, sung by a familiar voice. Rin, that was Rin, that girl who sang in the choir, who... no, who held concerts. Who...

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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[personal profile] photonicfighter 2012-11-07 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Dakki lifts her head when she hears Rin's voice, hand lowering very slightly.]

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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[personal profile] virtualdiva 2012-11-07 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Miku's been losing sleep over the headaches for days now. Since she's human, it shows in the dark bags under her eyes, and the frequent yawning, and the loss of concentration. But she knows one thing--this? It's not real, despite what she thinks.

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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[personal profile] virtualdiva 2012-11-08 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[She hugs back. They've both been rotten to each other, occasionally, but despite all that, Rin is her successor, her sister, her family, and she has to cling to that despite everything that's happening, like she's clinging to Rin right now.

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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[personal profile] virtualdiva 2012-11-09 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She keeps on humming, even singing underneath her breath, and breaks away when the song's over, but keeps one hand on Rin's shoulder.]

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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[personal profile] virtualdiva 2012-11-11 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Neither have I. But we're going home, so--so we will see it again. We'll see Len-kun and Meiko-nee and everyone else.

[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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[personal profile] doudemoe 2012-11-08 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Minato was in the backyard, practicing his sword, but he did stop momentarily to come watch Rin's final concert. He's still got his sword in hand, and just a little big concerned.]

Morning.
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[personal profile] doudemoe 2012-11-10 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yup. If he can keep going for over a month on 0HP, resisting Mayfield's suggestions isn't a problem for him.]

Morning.

[The same can't be said for what he discovered.]

Your concert was good.
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[personal profile] doudemoe 2012-11-14 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
...Yeah. That'd be great.

[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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[personal profile] doudemoe 2012-11-15 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Quite a dark song for her to be singing, about up to there with her last one. Rather appropriate for current events going on. Before he can comment though, he hears something else. The sounds of a crowd drawing near. And with it, the winds start to pick up. His expression becomes serious.

A literal carnival of hell is taking place.]


We should get inside.