faerimagic
Ruko's Ruffians
((Ahah, oh, I should say that my avatar isn't of my UTAUloid. Yeah...I really need to make a new one, sorry about that. ^^Pianodream link said:Ciel plunged hir shining pearl grey eyes into Diphtong's deep blue and hir voice changed, flowing from a soft deep male voice to a higher clear female voice with opera accents.

DT stared at Ciel. "Um, sure?" Was it just her, or did Ciel-san's voice change? (And yes, she just did stick an honorific to Ciel's name.) She had no problem with people touching her so long as they had a valid reason. She glanced at Ciel curiously. She still couldn't identify Ciel's gender, and it seemed quite rude to ask. She shrugged. What did gender matter anyway, so long as people loved her? ((<_<))
She turned to the girl who greeted her and her expression fell just a bit. Girls tended to hate her absolute awesomeness. ((<_<")) "Hello." she returned the greeting. "Was it...Aichou-chan...desuyo?" Names of girls never really stuck in her mind. (Of course, boys were an entirely different matter.)
Speaking of boys, there was one who just recently addressed her, and she gave him her full attention. "Oh really?" She giggled, in the I-think-I'm-adorable sort of giggle. "Thank you, Ciel-kun." she smiled, perhaps batting her slightly overdone mascara once or twice. After all, her costume WAS noticeable. A person had to be blind NOT to see it...though that wasn't their fault, of course.
She skipped the shower; she had already taken a quick one earlier in the morning, so she skipped down to the breakfast hall and ate her breakfast. She heard people talking about their current projects, and she wondered herself when she would record her next song.
"Perhaps make a more awesome cover of that stupid Hatsune Miku..." She murmured quietly to herself while nibbling her cereal. She had no idea why people liked that pitch-wreck. She didn't care WHAT people said, HER PIGTAILS WERE BETTER THAN MIKU'S. Of course, anyone else who said otherwise were just jealous haterz, and she didn't let anyone bring her down.
She laughed out loud.
"Nya...I don't feel like singing today." she yawned. The last song she did tired her out. Bad Apple! was actually a really tough song to sing. She hoped that her producer was happy with what she sang. ((I'm actually not happy, DIPTHONG. <_<))
She finished her cereal. Since she had nothing else to do for the day, she decided to follow whoever seemed interseting. Perhaps she might stalk someone. She enjoyed that. :3
((Roleplaying and imitating Mary Sues is so fun, gaiz. You get to be as annoying and as fake as you want to be. So...yeah. ))