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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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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. ♪