Always looking for my friend… You can come to me if anything strange happens around the school. I’ll do my best. (NOT AFFILIATED WITH CYGAMES) #umamusumerp
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...Dantsu urged me to make an umatter account.
I'm Manhattan Cafe. My friend is always close by. I'm always chasing after her... But I'm always around if something odd starts up.
We might be able to be friends.
#umamusume #umarp #umamusumerp
Cafe ☕️ (Haunted) retweeted
「 TEAM UPDATE - RE-IGNITION: LEVANTES 」
She's.. Finally back.. My first Trainee..!
[I won't.. Fail her this time..!]
Cafe ☕️ (Haunted) retweeted
> #UmatterRacingSeries <
*The first thing that she noticed was that the bitterness of defeat- Particularly placing seventh for a second time- Wasn't biting.*
*The second thing she thought to herself as she fell to her knees, grasping at the turf..*
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Cafe ☕️ (Haunted) retweeted
After a few seconds, the doorknob slowly turned…
Revealing an extremely bloodied and tired-looking, though unharmed, Manhattan Cafe.
“…Pekaro. I don’t like Halloween.”
// cafe will be back later today btw! threads from the Halloween stuff will continue but ill be back to regular posting this afternoon
Cafe ☕️ (Haunted) retweeted
🍸: “Ah, a swirling of fate has brought you to us! Do you wish to learn of my teachings of destruction?”
🥃: “Woah, not yet! We have to introduce ourselves, Big G! I’m Vodka!”
🍸: “Tanino Gimlet, the God of Destruction! Come, ruminate on Chaos with us!”
#umamusumerp #umarp
Cafe ☕️ (Haunted) retweeted
【The Index Nursefather Manhattan Cafe】
"I have nothing but my sorrow, and I want..."
#LimbusCompany
#Umamusume #ウマ娘
As Curren picked up the radio, the scraping got even louder. A horrible, awful sound. It was becoming so shrill that it wasn't even picking up on her stream, too high pitched for its range to properly pick up. But Curren could hear it. And it was horrible. Nauseating, almost.
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Likely most of the stream as well.
Eishin Flash! Somehow, someone had hacked into Curren's stream and was... Playing a feed of her.
"Curren!"
The radio called out. That was the source all along. One of Curren's rivals.
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Vision didn't come back immediately. At first, that murky black was all Vodka had. It felt cold. Like floating in a void, like there wasn't a bit of weight to her body at all.
A few seconds passed. Then a few more. Then more. It was hard to tell where all the time was going.
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Then came color. And feeling. Someone had her grabbed by the shoulders. The person's lips moved and their voice echoed, but it was like she couldn't understand the words... Vodka was laying on something, and... A certain someone was above her shaking her.
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