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If I get real...
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Oh god, I've been so inactive lately. Really, I've only been logging on this account just to check my messages...

I'm still devoted to being a roleplayer. I'm sorry! I've just been busy lately, and I don't know why, but I feel like I've been losing interest in roleplaying Uta... if I do drop her, I'll still be here as SeeU. :DD

So I apologize for the inactiveness, on both this account and SeeU. I'm still here though.
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Veteran's Day...

Uta flopped backwards onto her bed. It's not like she hadn't heard of the holiday before. She had never understood what it meant though.

Veteran's Day... it has to mean something, but what?

She knew she was being silly. It was just ONE DAY. Not like it affected her or anything. But stupid, trivial things always tended to get her riled up.

Okay, calm yourself. Is there a specific meaning to what a veteran is? Groaning, she grabbed the pocket dictionary.

V... aha! Veteran! First definition read: a person who has had long service or experience in an occupation, office, or the like.

Thinking about it some more, she realized: Would that technically qualify me? That's ridiculous; why would I need a holiday?

Shaking her head, she walked out of her room in search of something else to do.

((It's Veteran's Day over here. We got no school so... this happened.

Ahaha, dictionary.com gave me the definition.

Okay, this journal is pretty much useless.))
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OOC: WHAT NOW

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Clearly I am new at this sort of thing.
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So yeah.
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Arrival

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Uta clutched her very small suitcase. She hadn't needed much, and even when the corporation workers insisted she had taken more, she had refused. All she needed were her clothes, her purple beret (which often remained atop her head), and her grenade launcher. Uta wondered if her new residence would have reloads for her own needs.

She padded up to the door. Extending her hand out to the doorbell, she wondered what kind of people she would meet, and if she would have any targets to practice her shooting skills.

Ding dong. The doorbell went off. Uta assumed that based on the large space the house mansion took up, she would have many housemates.

I wonder. Exactly how many people live in this mansion... no, castle?

The door clicked open. Uta saw a bright light coming from the inside.

Well, I guess it's time to find out.

{Fff. I think it's kinda suckish. Oh well.

Part of :iconvocaloidrp-da:}
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