[ Here they are, within the beaches of Luluhawa - except just kidding, you're not. ]
LETS SET THE STAGE!!! EVERYONE!! EXIT STAGE RIGHT!!
[ You get BB on a ridiculously small box, with a megaphone making a bunch of weird NPC people that don't actually exist, because they are data. Not even AI, just data.
Picking up squares and moving them aside. As if each square contained a piece of data, and they were rearranging it. It looks like a 3 dimensional cube, black and lined with red... They are plucking them out of the ocean floor, and the buildings, and everthing around them...
It takes a minute, and the ridiculousness of it, need not be lost on anyone seeing this, but after a few moments. There is suddenly a filtering in and out of realities - blinking from instance to instance. Building blocks clattering together in the distance. The world around them shifts, and suddenly they are in a carbon copy of the Grove.
Except this one here has a school, and there are FAR more buildings within this new Grove. With characters that fill the entire area. Who have never lived in the Grove in the first place. It is... A place that BB, made just for her and Modr, a place she made and a funny means, of getting to know her.
Where are they?
They are in the school, and BB - no Sakura. Is standing there before Modr, with a white coat draped over her shoulders. As if she were a doctor, and school outfit beneath it. Sakura seems to look at the other, with a blank look, tilting her head slightly over to one side. ]
Ah, are you alright? Did you hurt your head?
[ Your memories are fuzzy - do you look human? Yes probably, what do you look like? Anyone you want to look like, BB lets the system adjudicate what best fits Modr's taste. Are you a mom checking in on your child? A student? A teacher? The data will autofill, and make this Otome wonder land of hers. An applicable manner of which, true love can form. Or maybe not - I don't control you. BB does certainly, right now, in a matter of speaking.
At any rate - there is, a purple hair'd girl. Standing before the figure and asking her gently, if she is okay. ]
Time bubble Shenanigan's.
[ You get BB on a ridiculously small box, with a megaphone making a bunch of weird NPC people that don't actually exist, because they are data. Not even AI, just data.
Picking up squares and moving them aside. As if each square contained a piece of data, and they were rearranging it. It looks like a 3 dimensional cube, black and lined with red... They are plucking them out of the ocean floor, and the buildings, and everthing around them...
It takes a minute, and the ridiculousness of it, need not be lost on anyone seeing this, but after a few moments. There is suddenly a filtering in and out of realities - blinking from instance to instance. Building blocks clattering together in the distance. The world around them shifts, and suddenly they are in a carbon copy of the Grove.
Except this one here has a school, and there are FAR more buildings within this new Grove. With characters that fill the entire area. Who have never lived in the Grove in the first place. It is... A place that BB, made just for her and Modr, a place she made and a funny means, of getting to know her.
Where are they?
They are in the school, and BB - no Sakura. Is standing there before Modr, with a white coat draped over her shoulders. As if she were a doctor, and school outfit beneath it. Sakura seems to look at the other, with a blank look, tilting her head slightly over to one side. ]
Ah, are you alright? Did you hurt your head?
[ Your memories are fuzzy - do you look human? Yes probably, what do you look like? Anyone you want to look like, BB lets the system adjudicate what best fits Modr's taste. Are you a mom checking in on your child? A student? A teacher? The data will autofill, and make this Otome wonder land of hers. An applicable manner of which, true love can form. Or maybe not - I don't control you. BB does certainly, right now, in a matter of speaking.
At any rate - there is, a purple hair'd girl. Standing before the figure and asking her gently, if she is okay. ]
Can you hear me..?