Tsumugi Shirogane (白銀 つむぎ) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cosplayed_out) wrote2022-01-29 05:36 pm
cosplayed_out) wrote2022-01-29 05:36 pm
help me voice test!
1.
[She'd had the rules explained to her. She'd seen the cast of characters she was with. It lead her to one undeniable and unexpected conclusion.
She was in a murder-game!!
Ah, but dare she explain it to the others? Better not. She didn't think the normies would understand. And no sense drawing attention to a plain jane like her. She'd hang back and let someone approach her... oh, here they came!]
Oh, hi! I'm Tsumugi Shirogane... what's your favorite game genre? Is it action games? Maybe jrpgs? Puzzle platformers?? Oh, or even visual novels??
[She couldn't help but let some enthusiasm out in the situation.]
2.
[Now this game was just weird. Arranged with another group of strangers? As part of a team? That had to cooperate? ...Well... it was certainly strange. Then the real chilling news came: they would have to play competitive games against other teams. Losing meant losing a memory.]
Oh, no! I couldn't bear to lose my memories! I'm plain enough as it is!
[She looked around for her teammates. Was everyone feeling the same despair she was feeling?]
3.
[canon to drv3 and with spoilers.]
[All according to keikaku.
...Sorta.
Why did the laws of physics have to be so unreliable? If that miserable shot put ball could've just hit the mark...
It was okay. She'd thought like a mastermind. She had a backup ready to use. A steady hand to... kill. Well, whatever. It wasn't the sort of thing Enoshima Junko would've done. She wouldn't have violated her own rules. She would've gotten the Ultimates killing each other on their own.
But, she wasn't Enoshima Junko.
She just played her on TV.
And now with the investigation going on, she had to play at being a random girl of the 14 left. Lacking a concrete alibi, but too distant from the scene. She was the plain girl it'd be far too unrealistic be the culprit... the 'real' one would confess anyway.
That's how those sorts of characters went.]
Oh, I'm sorry. Did you need anything? I'm just... shocked, at the moment. I still can't believe it really happened.
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4. [WILDCARD!] Hit me with something!
[She'd had the rules explained to her. She'd seen the cast of characters she was with. It lead her to one undeniable and unexpected conclusion.
She was in a murder-game!!
Ah, but dare she explain it to the others? Better not. She didn't think the normies would understand. And no sense drawing attention to a plain jane like her. She'd hang back and let someone approach her... oh, here they came!]
Oh, hi! I'm Tsumugi Shirogane... what's your favorite game genre? Is it action games? Maybe jrpgs? Puzzle platformers?? Oh, or even visual novels??
[She couldn't help but let some enthusiasm out in the situation.]
2.
[Now this game was just weird. Arranged with another group of strangers? As part of a team? That had to cooperate? ...Well... it was certainly strange. Then the real chilling news came: they would have to play competitive games against other teams. Losing meant losing a memory.]
Oh, no! I couldn't bear to lose my memories! I'm plain enough as it is!
[She looked around for her teammates. Was everyone feeling the same despair she was feeling?]
3.
[canon to drv3 and with spoilers.]
[All according to keikaku.
...Sorta.
Why did the laws of physics have to be so unreliable? If that miserable shot put ball could've just hit the mark...
It was okay. She'd thought like a mastermind. She had a backup ready to use. A steady hand to... kill. Well, whatever. It wasn't the sort of thing Enoshima Junko would've done. She wouldn't have violated her own rules. She would've gotten the Ultimates killing each other on their own.
But, she wasn't Enoshima Junko.
She just played her on TV.
And now with the investigation going on, she had to play at being a random girl of the 14 left. Lacking a concrete alibi, but too distant from the scene. She was the plain girl it'd be far too unrealistic be the culprit... the 'real' one would confess anyway.
That's how those sorts of characters went.]
Oh, I'm sorry. Did you need anything? I'm just... shocked, at the moment. I still can't believe it really happened.
...
....
.....
4. [WILDCARD!] Hit me with something!