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Mickilennial Updates:
- My father passed away in October 2025
- Dental health has led to several root canals
- Mental breaks have led to inconsistency, be patient with me
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Hello, my name is Dao and even though I'm new to this site, I've been roleplaying for quite some time now. I am 18+ in age, but I thrive on doing group rps that are focused on adventure, drama, and character development. My favorite genres are fantasy, futuristic/science fantasy, and urban fantasy.
I play D&D/SW5e Monday/Wednesday/Friday/Sunday but I'm starting to make room in my schedule to go back to something I dearly miss-- writing with others. My PMs are always open, so feel free to hit me up with rp talk or even just to have a random conversation!
Welcome to Hell! Leave your sanity at the door. I'm sure you'll fit right in given your interests, especially considering anime fiction is probably the largest content of group RPs on the site at the moment.
April 8th, Year 1
Akari looked at the time on her phone–still enough time to get away from Nakano, though she had a feeling she was about to make more than one delinquent’s perennial shitlist on the second day of school. Was she goading Takano Junko? It was a hard read, but Akari didn’t know the peculiarities between the two. After all, the only time she had to deal with Nakano was when she was reporting on things that bothered Akari. As for the other girl, well, the two of them didn’t cross paths often enough for Akari to really be tilted one way or the other. Either way, Akari didn’t want to be around the two girls as they gossiped their boredom away.
The tall girl looked to the two other girls as she stood up. “Your obsession with Himawari is pathetic. But you do you. I guess. Personally, I am done with it.”
“Shimizu.” She said idly, “I’m going to the bathroom.”
More of informing her than inviting her, but it was whatever.
The peppy girl looked like she wanted to get away as much as Akari did. If her phone was right they still had fifteen minutes to do whatever. With that said, the raven-haired girl moved out of the classroom and toward the girl’s bathrooms. She didn’t care about either’s reply as long as they didn’t follow her, and given how involved they were about this conversation they probably wouldn’t stop until the bell rang for next period.
The tall girl looked to the two other girls as she stood up. “Your obsession with Himawari is pathetic. But you do you. I guess. Personally, I am done with it.”
“Shimizu.” She said idly, “I’m going to the bathroom.”
More of informing her than inviting her, but it was whatever.
The peppy girl looked like she wanted to get away as much as Akari did. If her phone was right they still had fifteen minutes to do whatever. With that said, the raven-haired girl moved out of the classroom and toward the girl’s bathrooms. She didn’t care about either’s reply as long as they didn’t follow her, and given how involved they were about this conversation they probably wouldn’t stop until the bell rang for next period.
April 8th, Year 1
Akari sighed as she looked at her phone. How much longer was she going to have to tolerate this? They were crowding her desk. So annoying. Nakano’s presumptions were dumb, too. If he was important and someone knew him from somewhere, it’d be something people were whispering about already. He was just a new kid, another troubled idiot who ended up with the rest of them in a backwater town that meant nothing and where nothing happened.
Sure, Akari couldn’t know for sure, but unlike Nakano her brain operated in the real world and not one made up by delusions.
Sure, Akari couldn’t know for sure, but unlike Nakano her brain operated in the real world and not one made up by delusions.
April 8th, Year 1
So, that was Shimizu’s reason for coming to this backwater town in the middle of nowhere. Akari took a drink from her tea as she remembered their conversation from yesterday. She had suspected they were secret childhood friends or pen pals or something, but cousins? That made a lot more sense. It would also spell trouble if she kept blabbing within earshot of Nakano, though Akari suspected it would be hard to get rid of her given present circumstances. Not that Akari cared, herself. Nakano was going to be Nakano and any damage she did wasn’t going to last very long.
“That makes sense.” Akari commented, “Explains why you ended up in Utsubyo this year.”
“That makes sense.” Akari commented, “Explains why you ended up in Utsubyo this year.”
April 8th, Year 1
“Nakano is trying to play detective.” Akari remarked, nonchalantly. “She’ll probably be up Himawari’s ass next.”
Akari sighed–the girl from yesterday, the new girl. The one with boundless energy, as if Akari’s social battery wasn’t overloaded enough. At least there was some kind of silver lining to the whole situation; there was someone else to distract Nakano from her need to tell whatever stories she could get her hands on. Maybe she could focus on the new girl’s move to town and away from Akari, Kenzo, and the idiot who Akari couldn’t stop thinking about confronting. There were a lot of ways and places it could go down. She took another bite of her food as she thought about if she should do it in the school hallways where everyone can see or outside where the prying eyes of people like Nakano could be avoided.
It was going to happen today. Somewhere. Somehow.
Akari sighed–the girl from yesterday, the new girl. The one with boundless energy, as if Akari’s social battery wasn’t overloaded enough. At least there was some kind of silver lining to the whole situation; there was someone else to distract Nakano from her need to tell whatever stories she could get her hands on. Maybe she could focus on the new girl’s move to town and away from Akari, Kenzo, and the idiot who Akari couldn’t stop thinking about confronting. There were a lot of ways and places it could go down. She took another bite of her food as she thought about if she should do it in the school hallways where everyone can see or outside where the prying eyes of people like Nakano could be avoided.
It was going to happen today. Somewhere. Somehow.
April 8th, Year 1
“You read too much manga.” Akari sighed, dismissing Kanna’s fixations.
Leather Jackets? Gang Activity? Nakano’s head was way too in the clouds, which Akari supposed was Nakano’s entire personality. The taller girl’s threats went unheard and the reporter hyper-focused on something weird and over-the-top. She didn’t know how she wasn’t used to it by now, but here it was again, another day where Akari was confused by Nakano’s nonsense. But what about her idea that Kenzo could’ve been dealing to the taller boy? Akari supposed that was less ridiculous, but her brother also wasn’t the type to antagonize people like she did.
Something to ask Kenzo when she got home. If she remembered, anyway.
“Do you think he joined a gang by the second day of the new school year? How long has he even been here?” She shook her head, “That’s dumb. You’re dumb.”
Leather Jackets? Gang Activity? Nakano’s head was way too in the clouds, which Akari supposed was Nakano’s entire personality. The taller girl’s threats went unheard and the reporter hyper-focused on something weird and over-the-top. She didn’t know how she wasn’t used to it by now, but here it was again, another day where Akari was confused by Nakano’s nonsense. But what about her idea that Kenzo could’ve been dealing to the taller boy? Akari supposed that was less ridiculous, but her brother also wasn’t the type to antagonize people like she did.
Something to ask Kenzo when she got home. If she remembered, anyway.
“Do you think he joined a gang by the second day of the new school year? How long has he even been here?” She shook her head, “That’s dumb. You’re dumb.”
April 8th, Year 1
And there it was. Nakano Kanna, the Ace Reporter; out for the story, the gossip, the drama. And once again it was the Sakaguchi’s she was trying to put a spotlight on.
“This isn’t one of your stories, Nakano. This has nothing to do with you.”
Akari knew the smaller girl wasn’t going to cease her mission to find the newest scoop. It was pointless. She had been the one who wrote about Akari’s last “big” fight a few months ago and Akari had not forgotten about that. This new boy, the one who started shit with Kenzo, this was just the next big thing. Nothing happened that was interesting so Nakano had to make things seem interesting. If she wasn’t so annoying and left the Sakaguchi Family out of it, Akari would’ve tolerated it.
The concern about the upcoming fight was another thing, though. Not that Nakano was worried about Akari’s well-being. Akari had tossed the reporter in a trash bin once, after all. How would Akari fare if Totsuka didn’t take her threats to heart? Or worse? Did it matter? Did Akari care? Before her growth spurt there had been a lot of girls who tried to get into her head and she was happy to show them what exactly happened when you mentioned her father’s name to her face. She didn’t care if he was the first person to be taller than her in this school or about any of the trouble she could get in. All that mattered was she got her point across.
“You want to get tied to a water tower where nobody can find you?” She retorted, annoyed. “Like I said. Don’t.”
“This isn’t one of your stories, Nakano. This has nothing to do with you.”
Akari knew the smaller girl wasn’t going to cease her mission to find the newest scoop. It was pointless. She had been the one who wrote about Akari’s last “big” fight a few months ago and Akari had not forgotten about that. This new boy, the one who started shit with Kenzo, this was just the next big thing. Nothing happened that was interesting so Nakano had to make things seem interesting. If she wasn’t so annoying and left the Sakaguchi Family out of it, Akari would’ve tolerated it.
The concern about the upcoming fight was another thing, though. Not that Nakano was worried about Akari’s well-being. Akari had tossed the reporter in a trash bin once, after all. How would Akari fare if Totsuka didn’t take her threats to heart? Or worse? Did it matter? Did Akari care? Before her growth spurt there had been a lot of girls who tried to get into her head and she was happy to show them what exactly happened when you mentioned her father’s name to her face. She didn’t care if he was the first person to be taller than her in this school or about any of the trouble she could get in. All that mattered was she got her point across.
“You want to get tied to a water tower where nobody can find you?” She retorted, annoyed. “Like I said. Don’t.”
April 8th, Year 1
Akari wasn’t one for pleasantries and honorifics, knowing she was one of your friends was tough. Tricky. She was so informal it felt like she didn’t care about anyone or anything. And that was when she wasn’t angry.
The smaller girl’s insistence to talk to her did allow the raven-haired girl to snap out of her rage, even if it was for a moment. Akari wasn’t dumb. She knew what particular club Nakano was involved in, so if anyone knew about who took what picture, it was her. Might’ve even been her for all Akari knew, and she wasn’t exactly in the mood to be dealing with snoops. Akari ripped into half of a melonpan, angrily chewing on the dough before looking at the journalism club member dead in the eyes.
“What do you want, Nakano?” She remarked, flatly. “Kenzo is fine. Which is more than I can say who started this is gonna be.”
Akari got into fights just as much as Kenzo or Shiori did. She was the meanest girl on the girl’s volleyball team. Before the new kid arrived, she had been the tallest person in class and had been for awhile. To say people steered clear of her when she was angry was an understatement. However, for Akari to just bluntly say she was after the new kid–who was taller and brawnier than her–was something beyond her normal threats and “sunny” disposition. Kenzo had told her to not get involved, that he would handle it when he got back to school, though Akari never respected anything her brother had to say and she wasn’t about to start now.
The smaller girl’s insistence to talk to her did allow the raven-haired girl to snap out of her rage, even if it was for a moment. Akari wasn’t dumb. She knew what particular club Nakano was involved in, so if anyone knew about who took what picture, it was her. Might’ve even been her for all Akari knew, and she wasn’t exactly in the mood to be dealing with snoops. Akari ripped into half of a melonpan, angrily chewing on the dough before looking at the journalism club member dead in the eyes.
“What do you want, Nakano?” She remarked, flatly. “Kenzo is fine. Which is more than I can say who started this is gonna be.”
Akari got into fights just as much as Kenzo or Shiori did. She was the meanest girl on the girl’s volleyball team. Before the new kid arrived, she had been the tallest person in class and had been for awhile. To say people steered clear of her when she was angry was an understatement. However, for Akari to just bluntly say she was after the new kid–who was taller and brawnier than her–was something beyond her normal threats and “sunny” disposition. Kenzo had told her to not get involved, that he would handle it when he got back to school, though Akari never respected anything her brother had to say and she wasn’t about to start now.
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