#from the old jnto the new

[mitiafrapp]

Happy new year 🎉🎉🎉

[doki-mocha]

king diary 02/08/23

I rant to my bird so i keep up with this thing. Im not doing so hot in the not swearing category. Its easier to swear than it is to scream with my soul. I had a meltdown on monday during work. Caught on camera and everything. My manager/friend took over for an hour and my other manager saw it on camera and didnt confront me til later. It was just 45 minutes jnto the shift. Im not cut out for living the way i am. I want things to change and i want to take control of my life. But its hard because if i did i know i would end it. Sucks that its every month with this when your mental wall shows a weakness and every terrible thought youve had seems to have doubled. Ive thought about killy myself hundreds of times a day since the new year and i dont get it. I dont know how to replace those thoughts because i lack stimulation anymore. Eveyrthing has become so mundane and hopeless. I feel like textbook definition depressed but i dtill can answer the phone with pep in my voice, i can still draw my lovely characters smiling, and i can make jokes like ever before. Smiling, giggling, laughing, joking, thats jsut how i cope with anxiety, with depression, with rotting away. And its getting old. People dont get that im making light of everything, i know the direness and seriousness in situations but im trying my best. Im giggling to stop from sobbing. I make jokes to keep from choking up. I cant give people my life story for the wieord things i do. I cant explain why “im frowning” why im “upset” cant you just accept it and drop it. Dont ask if im okay and ask are you sure. I know im not okay and i know im sure. Im maintaining. Im managing. Im keeping up my image. But im the sunshine st work. Even over the phone they could tell im unhappy. You cant keep it up forever. You cant keep it in. I need a break. I need to break my neck. I need to injure myself or get sick for a good reason to not be okay

[onenettvchannel]

FLASH REPORT OVERNIGHT: Jaiden Animations officially declared a VTuber in Southern California [#OneNETnewsEXCLUSIVE]

LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA -- Jaiden Dittfach (known as JaidenAnimations), who was a Southern Californian YouTuber in Los Angeles County, California, United States of America (U.S.A.) now declares a VTuber last Thursday night (December 1st, 2022 -- Pacific local time) during a newest animated introduction with a new stylish look and begins the Subscriber Marathon (Sub-a-thon) broadcast day on YouTube LIVE online.

During a Sub-a-thon on Day 15 in an online press release the said video-sharing and broadcasting platform, Dittfach will soon (possibly) no longer to be animated in 2D in early Q1 2023 per future videos, except in real life human being on her webcam in most occasions. Other features in Game Shows, Speedruns and more, along with YouTube Plays Pokémon are up in session to everyone else already in progress until the last remaining countdown timer ran out.

Female Canadian 2D Digital Artist named Saige Baker, known as "TheArtGun" released the whole package on stream using a Live2D software to showcase her own VTuber model.

Dittfach drews herself in by pitching a collaborative line art to Saige before the reality starts. All of her designs were shown publicly in Powerpoint Presentation to the next level.

OneNETnews has exclusively learned that she will start her VTuber career right away, nearly rather than animating an old Dittfach of it on her own YouTube channel.

Virtual YouTubers (although more commonly referred to as VTubers) are online entertainers like Dittfach and others, who are typically YouTubers or LIVE streamers themselves. Nitroplus Company Limited, a gaming developer in Tokyo, Japan was first debuted to Super Sonico in February 2010. Sonico is the only female anime VTuber before anyone else in pre-technology era worldwide and was recognized in culture ambassador of the Japan National Tourism Organization (JNTO).

Dittfach continues to serve as a YouTuber personality and soon to be phased out the old animated cartoon of her on YouTube. Hypothetically, once later debuted to a permanent Southern Californian VTuber in 2023, "JaidenAnimations" will soon rebrand as unofficial to "JaidenAniVTuber". Sub-a-thon will continue on-the-air until the time runs all out in early March 2023 onwards.

(RELATED ARTICLE / ART PHOTO COURTESY: Jaiden Dittfach via YT Thumbnail Photo)

You can see the online streaming event daily for Jaiden Animations, Mondays thru Sundays -- only on YouTube LIVE. Sub-a-thon donations and the essential in-kind merchandise goodies are available online at the main website during only the said event.

SCREENGRAB COURTESY: Jaiden Dittfach/JaidenAnimations via YT LIVE Video

SOURCE: *https://twitter.com/JaidenAnimation/status/1598398696999497728 [Referenced Twitter Video #1 from JaidenAnimation] *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKboDhyzx6E&t=1850 [Referenced YT Video ARCHIVE from Vigge - SUBATHON DAY 15: VTuber Day of JaidenAnimations] *https://ca.linkedin.com/in/saige-baker-73b513179 [Referenced Biography from LinkedIn] *https://www.artstation.com/theartgun [Referenced Gallery Portfolio from the ArtStation - Saige Baker a.k.a. TheArtGun] *https://twitter.com/PiPuProductions/status/1599829803628384257 [Referenced Twitter Video #2f from PiPuProductions] *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/VTuber *https://4nn.cx/.133532 [Referenced News Article from the Anime News Network] *https://virtualyoutuber.fandom.com/wiki/Super_Sonico

-- OneNETnews Team

[add-the-account-yourcosmicguide]

So I revamped my account profile. Again. .. I get easily bored of looking at the same theme over and over, it's just another symptom of my A.D.H.D brain hahahehe

Who misses this version ?

Now my blog is a little bit better. It's a bunch of chaos still I know lllol😆🥰😍🙃 that's all part of my show buttt🥰but but thix time at least I'm feeling thd vibe of my profile a bit more ... its more tuned jnto my aura anc my mood.

And I bet I may change it again too.

What yall thinking?

I'm enjoying the two games events that I've got going on on my blog currently especially since yall give me such detailed feedback about my vibe and the vibe of my blog and how I come across and eh wow dudes yall must have known me in z past life of some shit !!??? Because like each kf you guys had something right intriguing to say about me without really even talking tk me before ! But I guess it's cuz mmm I leg it al, hang out on my blogwho I am, I'm not hiding that's for sure j just straight shoot fell what's on my mind and I will sag THERESOOOMHCCHMORE THAT IMNOT SAYYING due to thd fact that I for the most part am sort of hiding the reality and severity of my illnesses dud to myself wanting to keep it private bc it usually leads to lots ov trouble the more I speak about my cancer,.. and other debilitating mental and cognitive factors and disease or illness that I've struggle with, flr damn solong.

It seems like my bad witch too tough like a grunge aestetics acting likd a goth that is the theme of my tumblr (such I relate to in subtle ways compared to mh normal, style) If seems that it had a big bad negative effect on my ask box. OK ok that's such an extreme lol 😆 but I mean yall might of got a perspective of the OLD ME through that view of my blog ... like yeh when I use to be a teen and had lots more health and vitality and my kickass style was rockin my socks instead of hospital gown gear and I.V dreading bedding in this damn depression of my anxious corner of my mind and my weak body but yah I am tough exterior like I take no shit that's for sure and sassy sure I'm able to sass you lol it's just my energy level these days isn't the goth hard-core witch fae I use to be as much I'm milder and calmer but hysterical at the same time because I'm dying 😅🙃 and this is crazy I haven't come to terms with it , I don't have my bucket list cleared I'm so lost ....

Eh but yah so many of you took my blog and viewed it as if it'd style was an example of me , but clarifying it's the old me thanks for describing znd reminding me who I am really am and eh j just got turned around and lost myself. This is the new me .

My old blog was jusg an outfit in mg closet I'd wear out on nights I felt that 2014 nostalgia of Tumblr being the aestetic blog it was lol

Yall mistook me a bit. I can ooze confidence and sexuslity and can be a sex kitten oozing self confidence and sticking thd mild finger to the air but...

Now I lay in bed do not party hardy or drink Baacardii. I barely get my ensure and boost down without throwing up !! #sickypoo -spooniewitch

I'm hardly anything likd thd beauty I once was

Need your help people

I'm in a sick sick 😷🤧 time of my life so desperately clinging to barely nothing to hope for the future seems so bleak...

Iv got ZERO donations and my operation is scheduled in 8 weeks . To remove thd xanceruus mass on my kidneys abd bladder . I ain't to go to bathroom regular.

Please some people should consider donating so I can live another year or so then from there get the home therapy j need from the nurses anc get better because as it stands ima goner.. won't be here for more than a couple weeks more living on this planet abc I rea,kg enjoy Shamanic Healing I'd likd to do more pick a carss too and tell ysll who yuf Spirit guides ard abx who yyr soulmate ix even twinflame, I'm available for the game think about seeing mh article ad just on my profile peeps

I'm in o so soo much dxmn pain, wish these painkillers would work longer than 20mins . Not good enough .... I cannot sleep. I have no support here. Ivc how nobody

😥sad sad sad

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[fangirl-imagines]

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause

A/N: This started out as a Bucky x Reader fic but is much more of a fluffy    Uncle!Steve fic than anything. But there is still background Bucky x Reader

Prompt: Yours and Bucky’s son just doesn’t seem to be in the Christmas spirit. His uncle Steve is determined to find out why.

“Merry Christmas Jerk.”

“Merry Christmas Punk!” Bucky shouted, pulling Steve into a tight hug. Steve squeezed him tight then patted him on the back. Bucky smiled as he let him go.

“How’d Midge’s first Christmas go?”

“Margaret’s first Christmas was great. You know if Sharron hears you calling the baby Midge again she’s gonna take it out on me.” 

Bucky laughed. He knew Sharron hated when he refered to his one year old niece as Midge. That’s why he did it. Besides, he thought it was a cute nickname.

Steve shook his head, “So wheres my favorite nephew anyways?”

Bucky’s smile faultered. He pointed into the living room where a little four year old, y/h/c boy in a reigndeer sweater was sitting on the sofa. But instead of smiling brightly and full of Christmas cheer, the boy’s sweet face was etched in a firm frown, his eyes downcast as he played unenthusiastically with the toy firetruck he’d unwrapped that morning.

“Whats wrong with Jack?”

“I don’t know, he’d barley talk to me or Y/N all day. We even had to wake him up this morning.”

Steve’s brows shot up. “You had to wake a four year old up on Christmas morning?”

Bucky nodded grimly.

Steve sighed, glancing at the boy again, “Let me talk to him.”

He patted Bucky on the shoulder and smiled reasuringly before making his way over to his nephew.

“Merry Christmas, Jack!” Steve greeted cheerily as he stood in front of the little boy. 

Jack looked up at Steve and smiled weakily. “Merry Christmas, Uncle Steve.”

Steve kept his smile cherry despite the concern he felt for his nephew. He sat down on the couch beside him. “Thats a pretty cool new truck! Did Santa bring it to you?”

Jack nodded sadly.

“Ya, did you see him?” Steve asked sneakily.

Jack nodded. “Did Midge see him too?”

Steve laughed and shook his head, “No, she was in bed. Maybe next year she will though.”

“Jack’s frown deepened, "I hope he doesn’t come next year.” He mummbled.

Steve couldn’t believe his ears. “Why do you say that buddy?”

Jack turned his head to the side. He put his firetruck to the side and Steve knew he was serious. “Can I tell you a secret Uncle Steve?”

Steve nodded and leaned in closer for Jack to whisper into his ear, his little hands covering eother side of Steve’s ear. “I saw Mommy kissing Santa Clause!”

Steve’s eyes buldged a bit and he bit his lip to keep from laughing, trying to keep a serious face when Jack pulled back "You did?”

Jack nodded, “Ya. Beside the tree.” He looked down at his truck then back up at Steve. “Since Mommy kissed Santa does that mean she and daddy are going to get a divorce?”

“Jack,” Steve sighed, pushing away the humor he’d felt at the boy’s confession. “Your mom and dad love each other very much. They’re not going to get a divorce.”

“But Sarah Thompson’s parents got a divorce after her mom kissed the mailman.” Jack said perplexed.

’She probably did more than just kiss him’ Steve thought. “Well Jack that was diffrent.”

“How?”

“Well, uh,” Steve rubbed the back of his neck. “Your mom was just kissing Santa to, um, thank him! Ya, to thank him for your Christmas presants.”

“Oh.” Jack sat back seemed to think hard on this for a second while Steve waited nervously to see if the boy believed him. “So, Daddys not going to get mad then?”

“No,” Steve shook his head with a smile, “your dad won’t get mad.” 

He spoted you and Bucky both just then, your head thrown back in a laugh at something Bucky had said. 

He pointed the two of you out to Jack. 

“See? Your mom and dad love each other very much. No one is angry with anyone.” Jack turned his head and saw his parents kiss under the misteltoe hanging in the kitchen entryway. It was an ichy sight but it made him feel a little better. Mommy and Daddy really were happy.

“Oh,"Jack perked up. "Good. Then Santa can come back next year!”

Steve chuckled, “Ya, he can.”

“Can I go show baby Midge my truck now?”

“Sure you can buddy. Just don’t let your aunt hear you call her midge.”

And with that Jack lept from the couch and jnto the kitchen where you and Sharron were catching up. Steve smiled as he watched him go. 

He was never going to let Bucky live this down.

[asterinjapan]

Dressed in style

Hi everyone!

A little late today again, but that’s because of a short side trip in the evening, haha. Anyway, today we stayed in Tokyo, but we sure did some nice things!

After breakfast, we made our way to the station to go to Tokyo station – that’s no joke, that’s just one of the stops on the Yamanote line. I know we’re already in Tokyo, tsk.

We were on a mission today, to the JNTO TIC, the Tourist Information Center that also offers some typical Japanese activities. One of those is fitting kimono, which I think is a great initiative (because more often than not, you pay quite a bit to rent them and to walk around in the city, the latter of which not being something we really wanted to do).  So I took my friend over here and we picked out some colorful ones, because it’s summer after all!

We got wrapped in tight with nice bows on our obi belts, and after getting our picture together taken, we were free to take as many pictures as we wanted inside and outside the office. We had a lot of fun posing with the parasols and getting as many pictures as possible, until we were sure we were absolutely satisfied.

All you have to do in exchange is fill in a questionnaire, so we did just that and then wrote our names on the Polaroid picture they took for the TIC. Also, surprisingly, the sweet lady who helped us get dressed up actually remembered me from when I was here in 2015? She asked if it was me who went to a concert last time I was here, you don’t just make that up. Wow. I was very impressed she remembered that.

Anyway, we went back to the station to go a couple of stops further into the Yamanote line: Hamamatsucho, the closest JR station to the Tokyo Tower. We were almost confused which way to go once we got outside the station, until we looked up and saw that yeah, the tower was pretty close, haha.

After lunch, we walked our way to the Zojoji temple, which is a temple just in front of the tower. We didn’t go in, but it’s a nice place to take pictures and have the old Japan and the new next to each other. Behind the temple is the Tokugawa mausoleum and a whole lot of rows of Jizo statues with red hats. Jizo is the Buddhist guardian of travelers and by extension, also the guardian of stillborn or unborn children to guide them to the afterlife. Jizo statues therefore tend to get dressed up in red slabs or hats by parents who lost their child. It’s a colourful, but very sobering sight.

There was more red ahead of us, but this was a more cheerful red: Tokyo Tower, the symbol of a post-war reborn Japan. It also looks like the Eiffel Tower which it was indeed modeled after, but at 333 meters, it’s 13 meters taller than its model, haha.

We tried to take some pictures, although in this case, the sun being out didn’t really help. (I must say though, the temperatures have dropped to something almost comfortable. It’s still like 29 C, but that’s almost cold these days.) So we moved on and went inside. We didn’t necessarily mean to make it to the observation decks, but we did want to do some souvenir shopping, and they sure provide you with enough opportunities here!

After a good haul, we had some drinks before we slowly made our way back to Ikebukuro. With Hamamatsucho station being the furthest you can get from Ikebukuro by Yamanote line, we went back the opposite way from which we came, effectively having traveled the entire Yamanote line in one day, haha.

After a quick break at the hotel, we went out for dinner. I knew a nice place somewhere in Ikebukuro station, but alas, my amazing talent of getting lost decided to rear its ugly head again. We did find it, just not in the 7 minutes Google Maps told us it would take. (In all fairness, my GPS wasn’t working inside the station.) For future reference, self: 8F, Parco. Near Cherry Road. (Ikebukuro station has a lot of roads called after fruit.)

It was time to part ways, as I had a museum to visit about one of my favourite shows. Hey, I’m in Tokyo at the time of the museum, of course I’m going! (Those who are interested in that review know where to find me, haha.)

So now I’m back at the hotel a little late, considering we decided very last-minute to make tomorrow an early day, namely to pay Hakone a visit. So we’ll see how that goes!

I’m a bit tired, but not as exhausted as I was fearing, so it should be alright.

Definitely time for bed now, see you tomorrow!

[dookiepourshisoulout]

So i just finished reading the previous post. It must have been a good 3 months since then. Wow how things have taken a turn. Twists too. Since then, covid has been eased. I started seeing more people, a lot more people. Christmas was nice. Before that we went away for Kenny's birthday, quite nice. December, i did a lot. Family parties, party with the kids, i worked heaps last year. Made a bunch of cash, spent it all. I paid my dad 200 everyweek, quite proud of that. Some weeks i paid more. New years we went away. Some new friends and reconnection with some old ones. Tom Sandra Tony, Phil, Dennis. Was a great dynamic. Learnt alot and renewed. I realised.how funny I really am. And how much people see the joy I can give them, sometimes it feels like they bring it out of me because they want it, they see something. Moments of faith. Good faith. I was doing well with the volleyball people too until it got to sacrificing. For Radleys wedding that is, and to say the lesst i failed quite artfully. But i'm one man juggling alot of things, ill give myself that single excuse. I was hanging with Mel and Mon's group too, they're quite nice to me. Especially after that adventure park trip. I showed me soul spirit and nature to them. But. It was right after new years when Mel invited me over for a spontaneous drinkup when i asked Mon out. And it didn't work out man. Before that I was already not putting the work in. And i still took and shot to get an answer. Hm what did I expect man. A miracle. I guess right there reveals my fatal flaw, i get lost in fantasy and not reality. Whereas i should focus on making my sound fantasies a reality. Hm does that make sense. I need o bridge the gap between fantasy and reaity with decisions and a plan of action. Inatead of going on impulsive whims. Mm true.

So that happened. I've been doin alot of ucy, for the past 2 years now, almost. More times than the finger and toes on my body. Many full doses and many more micros. What a time. It showed me a different side to life. That there is way more to it, way more to me than I had thought. Not sure if I'm getting too reliant on it. I've been smoking too. Especially when I drink. Hm. Sd has just done so much for me. Honestly. I read up about it. Bought the creators book. J got me jnto microing. Interesting kid. I'm just soaking it all in man. But now i might have to start treading. Making some real distance. Real bigger moves, more impactful, unwasteful and significant. That'a the way to go i think. Moving forward from here. I was going against my gut alot. I still don't know for sure but that's what i have to solve. Rocks, Myth, Archetype, Story, Music, Animation. Morality. Nature. Spirituality.

[fromnibelheim]

Okay I hardly slept last night so I came back at noon and fucking crashed and just woke up at 5:30pm so here's wtf happened.

First I was in a city. It was somewhat like maybe if new york was on the west coast. Beautiful, sunny, warm, clean, plant life everywhere. It was an ideal city. For a while I was skateboarding around just having a great time. I came to the ocean and realized a huge storm was coming. I was a mermaid and in this dream mermaids could survive on land or in the sea. I had a friend who was still in the ocean. I called out to him and warned him and wished him good luck. Then strong gusts of wind started blowing as the giant storm drew near and I began fleeing towards land. I looked back and the orange sky was obscured by dark clouds and tornadoes over water.

On land I had a lover. He was tall and handsome and so kind to me. We made our way as far from the storm as we could, but such a huge portion of the area was simply wooden walkways and stairs on stilts right above the water with no actual ground. It became treacherous and a whole swarm of people were with us trying to flee. Huge lightning strikes began hitting all around us. In order to get to safety we had to climb across weak planks and metal wires. One girl was hanging on a wire when lightning struck and was killed. I was terrified but my love urged me forward and encouraged me. There were a few times we got separated and I became even more afraid but knew he was still there somewhere. But the whole time I was even more worried for my friend in the sea. I had no idea if he'd make it or not, but there was no way for me to call out to him at this point as he was surely hiding somewhere deep down.

Eventually we made it to solid ground. The shore was rocky and hard with no sandy beach, but that made it easier to traverse. There were hotel shuttle busses waiting to take us to shelter. I saw my love board before me and followed him in but it was so packed full that I couldn't find him and sat alone. When we reached our destination I walked in to the hotel rooms they had prepared, but it was just one single room with a bunch of people and I knew my love wasn't there. I went back outside and the driver took me a little closer back to the shore, because I wanted to find my love but also make sure my friend was okay. The driver was old and Korean, (the hotel itself was Korean and very beautiful) and we spoke in English and Japanese since I couldn't speak Korean. At this point we were at a safe area for the storm so it was okay to go out. She let me out at an empty area of the shore like I requested. "Would you like to see something amazing?" I asked, and dove into the water. Immediately my tail appeared and for a moment I simply reveled in the feeling of being In The ocean again, showing off my tail. But I quickly called out to my friend, and he appeared. I hugged him tight, almost crying, telling him how worried I was, how terrifying it must have been for him to be in the heart of the danger. After he assured me everything was fine I got out of the water and went to look for my love.

When the whole ordeal started it was sunset and now it was night. The full moon hung big and bright above the black waters. I stopped to stare up at it for a while and felt a hand on my shoulder. It was him. We held each other tight for a while. He told me he knew I would be here. I told him I had been looking for him. And we kissed. His arms around me, my hands on his neck, we kissed long and deeply. We decided to go back to the hotel where we wouldn't disturb others with our public display of affection. We walked back and got our own room. The main room was a huge mess with items previous people had left from their trip, but there was a curtain that led to a platform outside. There was a huge bed on a wooden flooring in open air boxed in by translucent curtains. We were so relieved and overwhelmed by happiness to finally be safe together again, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We made love. I can still remember the feeling of his lips on mine, my hands iin his hair, oh his neck, cradling his face, gripping his hand tight. His lips were so soft. I remember even his face, looking into his eyes, the eyes of someone that truly loved me. Those vulnerable eyes. Full of innocent love. It's not often that I really look into the face of someone in a dream, but I remember his. He was beautiful.

After that I guess I must have overheated because the dream took a strange and scary turn. The man who had loved me and soothed me turned into someone else completely. By this I mean a different personality emerged. Still the same body, the same person, but no longer in control. He held me down and stabbed me in various area of my body. I remember crying out in pain as he sliced into me with a sharp elongated object. Even two knives in my thigh at a time. I screamed and begged him to stop which somehow brought him to his senses and he got off of me, appalled at what he did. I was still naked. All I could do was wrap myself in the blankets and say "I'm sorry" over and over and over again, hanging my head low and kneeling on the ground. Then some unsavory acquaintances of his tried to come jnto the room to join in on the torture. One tall blonde man had a large pair of scissors in his hand. My love, back to his normal self, tried to force them out. I shot one of them with a handgun.

And then I woke up. Everything was so clear and vivid that for a while I didn't remember my real life. And now I feel empty inside. I still remember his expression when he kissed me.

I wish I didn't have dreams like this.

[recentanimenews]

FEATURE: Anime vs. Real Life – “Interviews With Monster Girls”

It seems that I have been talking about Kamakura quite a lot this season, and the latest installment of Anime vs. Real Life is back again with yet another show set in the beautiful coastal town of Kamakura – Interviews With Monster Girls. However, Interviews With Monster Girls, which offers a pleasant new spin to the usually fanservice-heavy monster girl subgenre, actually does not feature all that many locations outside of Takahashi’s and the demis’ school, as the show’s main focus are definitely the social challenges these demis have to face. Nevertheless, we still get to see a few shots of the Kamakura area here and there, including a couple of neat places that also appeared in other shows like Elfen Lied, Tari Tari or HaNaYaMaTa. I have already talked about Kamakura and its historical significance as the de facto capital of Japan during the Kamakura Period in my articles about this season's Minami Kamakura High School Cycling Club, so let’s get right to the comparison shots and see how the locations in Interviews With Monster Girls stack up to their real-world counterparts!

  *All images were taken with GOOGLE STREET VIEW

Now, I’ve been mainly talking about Kamakura, but Interviews With Monster Girls’ Shibasaki High School was actually modeled after the Tokyo Metropolitan Nerima Technical High School in Nerima, a special ward in the northwest of Tokyo. However, the steep street leading towards the school, the one where Himari was interrogating Takahashi about her sister, does not exist in real life. The school was also listed in the anime’s ending credits. 

  WD

  During Machi’s interview with Takahashi, we learn that it’s alright for Machi’s head to be separated from its body – and that once her body even took off on the bullet train without her head, traveling from Okayama to Tokyo. I took the picture above last summer in Okayama Station. 

    Both Hikari and Machi seem to be living in the neighborhood around Kita-Kamakura Station. There is not much to say about these locations other than that the anime is recreating them exceptionally well. Everything from the sewer cover to the safety evacuation sign is there. 

    These safety evacuation signs (the one in the back) are fairly common in Japan and show the nearest evacuation sites in case of earthquakes or tsunamis. 

    This was the moment Hikari noticed how impractical their school bag was for Machi, as she had to stop and put down her bag to answer a call from her parents.

    Takahashi picks up Machi near Kita-Kamakura Station for their experimental date in the second episode. 

    And of course they are on their way to Kamakura downtown. This little clock tower right outside of Enoden Kamakura Station also appeared in Tari Tari. 

    The street towards Enoden Kamakura Station. I’m surprised Machi didn’t get any motion sickness from Takahashi carrying her head with only one of his (admittedly muscular) arms, since the walk from Kita-Kamakura Station to Kamakura Station must have taken at least half an hour. 

    They pass by the stained glass shop Hakushaku, or Danshaku in real life, on their way towards…

  Image via JNTO

  …Komachi Street (cleverly called Machiko Street in the anime). 

    The popular shopping street is located just outside the east exit of Kamakura Station and is filled with old stores, souvenir shops, and restaurants. Komachi Street runs parallel to Wakamiya Oji Street, which serves as the approach to the famous Tsurugaoka Hachimangu Shrine.

    Café La Mille in the i-ZA Kamakura mall along Komachi Street. 

    They end their experimental date with a romantic walk along the beach, just like how Machi always imagined her ideal date.

    In the third episode of Interviews With Monster Girls, we learn a bit more about the many hardships Sakie has to face, like always taking the day’s first and last train to get to work, since her aphrodisiac abilities might cause a lot of troubles during rush hour. By the way, do you recognize this little station? Yep, that’s Gokurakuji Station again, which also appeared several times in this season’s Minami Kamakura High School Cycling Club, but was also featured in other shows like Elfen Lied.

    At least Sakie has a nice view on her way to school, as she takes the scenic Enoden route along the Pacific Ocean every day. This specific railway crossing near Kamakurakoko-mae Station seems to be especially popular in anime, as it was shown in other shows like Tari Tari, Slam Dunk, Three Leaves, Three Colors, HaNaYaMaTa, and a couple more! (Check them out here.)

    Hikari and her mom are on their way to the convenience store to buy ice cream and beer - Takahashi apparently looks like a drinker. 

    The street right in front of Kita-Kamakura Station. 

    Just trust me on this last one!

  Who has been your favorite demi so far? Sound off in the comments below! 

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