Momo
Sixteen| Female| Player | Kindness/Love/Purity/something else? | Momoko Yamakura

The Character

She had been playing the game for a little while now and was thoroughly enjoying it as it was the highlight of her day when she could get into one of the pods. Momoko wasn't anything fantastic in school, but she was rather diligent in her work and always made sure she got her homework done first then she could play. If she did not focus on school work first, then she would never get any kind of work done, and the last thing she wanted was to flunk her classes, especially with her being so close to university.

Momoko had gotten the game largely on a whim, doubting that she would like it, but it turned out to be borderline addictive for her and would wind up with thoughts heading toward the World and her doodling her partner's face or head on the corners of her papers. She wasn't a massively good player, or so she believed, but tended to gravitate toward helping others and training just enough to be just good enough. There would be the occasional periods, however, she would get into moods where it was nothing but training for a couple hours, tunnel vision clouding her judgement, but her partner held no grudges against her for it, not minding the mindless activity because it knew that they were helping people in the process.

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Okay! You ready? Momo grinned to her companion as she prepared herself, bracing herself. A sly face grinned back as it braced as well, preparing. Get set... Suddenly her friend took off, racing down the street. Ah, h-hey! Get back here! she raced after her childhood friend, huffing as she pounded down the track. It was gym class, a warm day outside, and she found herself getting worn out easily as she huffed down the path. It took them a bit to complete the race and the victor was obvious as Tomoe huffed slightly and danced around as she crowed her victory. They had been friends since kindergarten and were only growing closer.

So, you wanna get some food? Momoko asked as she fanned her face, having dusted off her shorts and tee. Tomoe nodded, breathing heavily through her mouth, and they picked up and trudged back to the starting line. It was an odd thing, her friend didn't really like to talk a lot, mostly grunts and hums. Occasionally Momoko would get very concerned and try hard to get her friend to actually speak, and occasionally it would work, just enough that it would make Momoko feel better and then she would slowly get quiet again. So, is there anything that you really want to get? Her friend hummed and shrugged, whistling merrily as they walked.

Come on, you wimp. You really going to be like that? came a cold voice. Momoko and Tomoe had just gotten to school and came across a high schooler bullying a junior classman. Both Tomoe and Momoko's faces pinched in distaste and were nearly about to ignore it under the assumption they were friends being rough on one another when the other person spoke. I-I'm sorry. I-I'm didn't mean to... The other person was obviously not a friend and Tomoe and Momoko did not have a toleration for this kind of behavior. Hey, what's going on? Momoko asked sweetly, smiling at the two. Oh, hey babe, the high schooler quickly switched tracks upon seeing Momoko. Tomoe's eyes narrowed immediately and Momoko immediately knew what kind of guy this was.

Soon they were on their way, the junior classman breathing a sigh of relief and the other thinking twice about judging either girl. Now the guy thought she was the daughter of the high school principal and knew that the junior classman would wind up creaming him if he weren't careful. She honestly doubted that the high schooler would keep the abuse to a minimum, but she hoped it would put the right idea into his head. So... Hotdogs, Tomoe?

(Plant-attribute please! ;_; Preferably ones with flowers *hinthint*.)

The RPer

name Spore! \o/
face claim rosario vampire, moka akashiya (outer)