Difference between revisions of "Miyo/Death"
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{{tab}} Awaking from her 'slumber' was a shock to say the least. She didn't know what was going on or where she was or when.....all she remembers.....was hell. Once she got her bearings she realized...it was the 90s. People wonder why her vernacular is so modern but it's because she had plenty of time to get well acquainted with how things were now. Spending time among women "her age" in Japan taught her how to blend in and fit in with that demographic.<br> | {{tab}} Awaking from her 'slumber' was a shock to say the least. She didn't know what was going on or where she was or when.....all she remembers.....was hell. Once she got her bearings she realized...it was the 90s. People wonder why her vernacular is so modern but it's because she had plenty of time to get well acquainted with how things were now. Spending time among women "her age" in Japan taught her how to blend in and fit in with that demographic.<br> | ||
{{tab}} She not only did she feel a difference in the world but in herself. There was a hunger there that she felt she could not quench....could not sate. In her previous life she was reserved, shy, complacent...hesitant to hit her marks. This go around? She felt lustful, wild, and passionate.....there was no hesitation in using her sword. No longer was she willing to give her heart away. Her heart was for herself, her body a tool to enact punishment. | {{tab}} She not only did she feel a difference in the world but in herself. There was a hunger there that she felt she could not quench....could not sate. In her previous life she was reserved, shy, complacent...hesitant to hit her marks. This go around? She felt lustful, wild, and passionate.....there was no hesitation in using her sword. No longer was she willing to give her heart away. Her heart was for herself, her body a tool to enact punishment. | ||
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 Awaking from her 'slumber' was a shock to say the least. She didn't know what was going on or where she was or when.....all she remembers.....was hell. Once she got her bearings she realized...it was the 90s. People wonder why her vernacular is so modern but it's because she had plenty of time to get well acquainted with how things were now. Spending time among women "her age" in Japan taught her how to blend in and fit in with that demographic. |
