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hiatus

{ Yeah, I don't think anyone can expect this blog to be active for a long while. Might come back someday, but it's doubtful. I love Ruko to death but roleplaying on this site just doesn't do anything for me. Thanks anyways. Was nice roleplaying with you all. }

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Because more Yokune Ruko is always nice in our lives.

This time I wanna share a cover by MuyodryerP, who is an user who makes great covers with Makimiya Fuki and Matsudappoiyo; but this time this person decided to use Yokune Ruko Male Kire + Rikimitan Bank!

The tuning and mixing are splendind! The way Ruko starts by belting “Tengaku wo” twice chilled my spine in a good way!

Please leave this person a comment, as well likes and maybe a sub if you like their work enough!

Please enjoy!

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{ Really sorry for inactivity, guys. Tumblr RP has never really done it for me so I've been really hesitant to come back to this account, especially with running an UTAU blog in a Vocaloid-centric community and all. I don't know if I'll be keeping this blog for much longer? I've been contemplating deleting. So for now... expect slow replies, or maybe none at all. Sorry. I feel like I've failed everyone I've RPed with :') }

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       { ♔  } -- "I checked the calendar today. Almost forgot that today was 06/05. And you know what day that is? 

                                                                                                          ... It's mine!"

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Quiet Days | @bittercitrus | closed

       { ♔  } -- The bright sunny day was all too swiftly obscured on the far horizon by the ever-familiar dark clouds that Ruko had grown used to in the advent of the summer season. Hoping it didn't mean another thunderstorm that would drive her indoors, she ignored the distant rumbling of thunder on the horizon and kicked back against the base of the large oak tree that cast shadows over her tall frame.        Her dual-hued eyes searched the leaves above, as if hoping to find something, but were only rewarded with the nervous movements of a robin high in the branches above - it took flight moments later in search of some matter of sustenance. Such a busy day. People had all these obligations to fulfil, all these places to be - and yet all Ruko had done so far today was doze aimlessly beneath the sprawling branches of the park's trees. Nice to know she had her priorities in order - but then, what priorities did Ruko even have? There were very few things an UTAU who refused to sing could occupy herself with.

       Life as an android was so damn different from being human. Or maybe it was just her difference in age. She couldn't tell what had awoken such an apathy in her, but then, she didn't care to find out. Closing her eyes again, she gave a groan of irritation as the skies opened up and raindrops poured from the darkening clouds above. Best to find some manner of refuge before she had to drag her malfunctioning self back to UTAU's doorsteps.

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Coffee porn.     (Cinemagraphs and gifs from this cool article.)

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VB

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CAFFEIN

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       { ♔ } -- "... Oi, I like to make amends where they're due. It was an out of line comment, so I'm owning up to it." 

       "Thanks. I owe you one." She wasn't even paying the tip on this one. Shit. And to the Vocaloid diva, nonetheless. Embarrassing, almost. Lifting a brow as the question was passed her way - the much shorter girl didn't seem to be well-versed in exactly what constituted an UTAU, although Ruko couldn't say she was entirely certain herself - she offered the best explanation she could. "We're basically like... an offshoot of VOCALOID. Not nearly as finely-tuned. Created to spread music to the world. Yadda yadda, all that flowery bullshit they come up with to market singing robots. Basically, we're like an inferior version of you guys. Kind of a bittersweet existence, but I don't care. Gave up singing for others a while ago."        She still felt the distant ache of guilt as she noted the money in the other girl's hand, but she supposed whining and moaning about it would do her no good. "Well, you're asking for a suggestion from someone who drinks a lot of coffee, so naturally, that's what I'd recommend. Their mochas are killer here. But if coffee's not your thing, their juices and smoothies are pretty good. Everything here is pretty good." She was practically gushing over the cafe's wares, but if it were truth, well, she saw no reason to lie.

daini no deai.

      ⊰☼⊱ ;       “ .. you said a minorly inappropriate comment. That’s hardly something to be considered ‘putting me through enough crap.’ ” The impression given off by this rugged woman is one of high grudges; that she is not quick to let down past events. Passively, Hatsune shrugs while fingering through the bills in her wallet and eyeing the menu. ” Sure, I’ll buy you an espresso. ” She’s no clue what it is she wants for herself, though. Cannot decide if she’s thirsty, or if maybe she would rather just purchase a muffin. 

                            ” An UTAU, huh? “ UTAU. She never really understood the difference between them and she. Rivalries. For publicity, mayhaps. “ .. maybe I’m wrong for this but I don’t really keep up on anything that doesn’t directly involve me. Is that like VOCALOID? ” A pause. She pulls out enough money that she assumes will cover Ruko’s espresso, and whatever is is she orders for herself. Maybe a smoothie. ” Eh .. hey, what do you think I should get? I can’t decide. " 

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Send ✆ for a morning text

Send ♔ for an angry text

Send ♠ for a drunk text

Send ☏ for a vague text

Send ⁇ for a worried text

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent

Send ✺for a saucy text

Send √ for a long winded confessing text 

Send ☠ for misguided advice

Send ☢ for a desperate text

Send ☼ for a congratulatory text

send a symbol - get the following from my muse ;

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       { ♔ } -- Ruko welcomed the sun as a pleasant change from the monotony of the rain and dark clouds that had been present like a blight over the city for the past few days. Sure, the sun may have meant nothing to her as her android body saw no benefit from the rays, but it was a lot nicer than running the risk of malfunction in the rain.        She lifted a brow, her attention diverted from the nearby children chasing each other in circles as she was approached by an unfamiliar face. She was somewhat surprised - most didn't do so, intimidated by her imposing height. Of course, it was hard to ascertain that she was in fact 6'5" when she was seated, so she supposed she shouldn't have been surprised. 

       "Oh?" Lonely? Did she appear that way to others? She supposed that an empty seat could warrant that kind of assumption. "Not at all. Knock yourself out." A smile tugged at her lips. "Enjoying the nice weather?"

                                 What a day it was. Everyone was outside, enjoying the sun and soaking up the vitamin D that their bodies needed. Tch, humans could be so dependent. In fact, they were so used to being dependent that they didn’t even realize it. It was funny, really. But sitting here, at the park truly was something lovely. An android made to sing, hmph. Where was the microphone? Somewhere far away, that’s all Yukari knew.

          But who was that young girl over there all by themself? Yukari was by herself… They could talk! But the real question was, is that person a boy or a girl? The best thing to do is to just not bring it up.

           A sigh escaped her lips as she felt the familiar feeling of boredom creep it’s way into her mind. That was it, she was going in for the kill! More like talking to a stranger who she had never seen in her whole entire life. Yeah, that was definitely going to go down well with this person. Ah well, you can’t make friends if you don’t try.

                    With a small nod to herself, Yukari walked over to the supposed girl and then sat next to her. “I hope you don’t mind me sitting here. You looked lonely and I just felt like talking to you!”

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{ I write 99% of my replies on this blog to playlists of Oomph! music and I'm not sure what it is about this German rock but I love it... )

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       { ♔ } -- "You sure? It was a shitty thing for me to say." Obviously whatever ill temper has possessed her had all but since dissipated, and a frown snaked its way onto her expression, her brows furrowing -- she was unconvinced she bore no ill will as a result of the heated conversation of a few days' past. She wasn't quite sure why she'd felt the need to speak out when she likely fit the definition of the word a lot more than the teal-haired girl before her.        Oh well, whatever. No point in having regrets. The diva certainly didn't seem to have any.        "Yokune Ruko. UTAU." An outdated label, but it still worked nonetheless. "Just Ruko is fine."

       "Mm? Oh, don't feel the need to pay for me. I put you through enough crap as it stands." Eyeing the chalkboard's white lettering, she was silent for a moment before speaking up again. "But if I'm going to be unable to sway you from buying me something, an espresso will do." Something about the air the teal-haired girl put out suggested to her that it would be difficult to dissuade her from the inquiry. This was twice now this had happened to Ruko in the span of a week. Perhaps it was time to refine her sarcastic tongue around the Vocaloids, or she'd be racking up a tab of debts quickly.

daini no deai.

                 ☀ —- "No, no — please, don’t worry at all.” As if promiscuous was the worst thing she’d ever been called. She’s hardly much understanding of the word itself, regardless. “I’m not… I’m not angry about it, or anything. I couldn’t care less." Holding grudges is best to be avoided, is it not? "However I can honestly say we probably had gotten off on the wrong foot, then, yeah? Ah. Let me properly introduce myself, then."  She proceeds with a bow of fourty dive degrees and an arm drawn across her torso. "Hatsune Miku. Although I’m sure that was already obvious on it’s own, haa — and you are?”                 So called upon to approach the cashier, she’s got half her gaze on the taller woman and the other half on the menu. She hasn’t decided what it is she wants to order, either. Defaulting to the usual — it saves time.                ☀ —-  ”Would you like something to drink? Or to eat? I’ll pay for it.”

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writing sMUT LIKE

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friendly reminder, i don’t mind starting interactions with pre-established relationships. we don’t always have to start at the first meeting. 

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{ Been kinda depressed as of late. Sorry for lack of activity. }

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VIP組。by スドウ※TINAMIが本拠地