Author: Paru Cafe PM
"Screw fairytales," Ryuto thinks. "If Lily is my princess, then I'm a toadinosaur. I don't have any chance to stand by her side, stuck in a five-year old shrimp body." Fifteen years have passed since Ryuto's birth. Hirake ! Ponkikki, and Gachapin, all of that is has been. But Master has something to offer to Ryuto. Maybe, he can write his own fairytale. Lily/Gacha & Miku/Luka.Rated: Fiction T - English - Sci-Fi/Family - Ryūto/Gachapoid & Lily - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,708 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 08-09-12 - Published: 08-06-12 - id: 8399873
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A/N : I don't expect this story to have reviews. Or to be enjoyed, by any chance.
First, because, yes, this is a Lily X Gacha -le gasp- Second, because this is Sci-fi and Family, not exactly the star theme here. Third, 'cause Rin & Len (or ffnet prince-ess) are spoiled, cocky, reckless, insulting bastards. They are mean. Got it ? I'm not bashing them in any way, (at least, I hope you all Rin/Len fans won't be offended) but I needed two brats, I got 'em. Sowwee~ Fourth point : the second pairing is Miku X Luka (although I just mention it. But it's important.) Fifth : I'm not exactly the best writer in the world. Maybe the worst. And I'm French, so my English sucks.
But. Since this story rots in my computer since so long, I thought it would be too bad to let it be erased by some nasty viruses. So I just typed it in English quickly. Why in English ? 'cause I want to learn. It's not my native tongue, not at all. And since I already have many things to do... (yea, like, one translation, and two French stories to update. Beautiful, really.)
I'm being sarcastic. Sorry about that. I'm just sad. And tired. Tired of crap. I'm sick. Really sick. Not sick in the head. In my body. Some illness. I won't name it. Before that disease slowly start to eat me, I want to finish this story especially. That's maybe why I'm typing this story in English. I really, really don't want to upset my fellow French readers. It's maybe selfish, but I'm just afraid they would judge my stories differently just because I'm sick.
Lily, Gacha, Master, Luka, Miku... they are like my counterparts. What they think are my thoughts. Plus my imagination.
Alright. Like I've said before, I don't except this story to have reviews. But if I have some, I will be very happy.
Disclaimer : I don't and wont own Vocaloid. Only my writing, plots and jazz like that.
All human are looking for Love.
Complex feeling and impossible for most people, to define. Yet, this word has a place in the dictionary, and it describe poorly the extraordinary sensation.
Love through the ages, genders, social barriers; Love is transmitted- must be transmitted, because a world without Love would be equivalent to Despair and Chaos.
A Promethean question was thrown in faces for years. Is there a soul, in a cyborg body? If yes, isn't it artificial, devoid of feelings and cold like an empty shell, unfit for love?
Even today, this question remains unanswered.
Except for one person.
A mysterious person, who, in the shadow of Crypton, has given life to Vocaloid ...
You don't know what is Vocaloid?
Of course you do. Search in your memory.
Nico Nico Douga, and Yamaha, Crypton, 2007 computer big buzz ? Holographic concerts in Tokyo, Los Angeles, Berlin? Hmn?
Aaah. Well, you remember. All right.
Master broke the barrier of pixels, through a complicated process. Master has created a mortal coil for each Vocaloid and transferred their voice(s) ...
He achieved the impossible. And I, Lily, I'm a Vocaloid, transferred to a body latex imitation flesh, my bones to steel, fiber optic and a striking realism.
It was so strange! But so nice to see the world. I woke up like everyone else, in a room littered with hundreds of cables and computers. Master came up to me and greeted me, tested my voice, I was checked in "good health", and I was functional.
We are alive. In our chest, is hiding our housing unit, our "heart." During the creation of Yuzuki Yukari, I had the opportunity to see one. It's a kind of shapeless, translucent, form covered with sticky plasma, as it must be perfectly harmonious with the artificial muscles of our body, and once started, it shines a bright white color, and the pulse rhythm of electrical connections which we operate. As a human or animal heart pump blood.
We can not operate without the CPU. If it gets damaged, we wither away.
Master recommended to pay close attention to three points; first, throat- because this is where is our voice. Glass fibers meticulously trimmed, perfectly according to our voice parameters, serve as vocal cords. The second vital point is the central unit, because there is the boundless energy of electricity makes us tick. Thirdly, the head. What you call human brain is hard for us. Otherwise we are no longer ourselves. I never really understood this part. Let's say a multitude of nerves is composed. Resides in our ability to think, reason, hard disk command each brochure on our body.
More importantly, there is the soul.
Master tells us that our soul hide in the hard disk. I don't know what to think about this, I don't know if we have souls. But I know that we are sentient. Scheduled or not, I don't give a single damn fuck- pardon the word, but Master said that the vulgarity was part of my personality- we have feelings, and I cherish them.
Master makes us live in a huge house- a huge mansion. Because we raised a lot of money. With our concerts. When Miku and her friends arrived on stage instead of holograms, they were able to graze the public's hands ...!
Ah, you don't remember her?
Hatsune Miku. The most famous of all of us. In the house, she is the centerpiece. It is essential. Miku is always positive and brings joy. Many of us appreciate. Many, but not all.
Because there are obviously some who don't appreciate the popularity of Miku.
Kagamine Rin / Len for example.
Two nasty little brats that want Miku's death, as she is more popular than they. They are very similar, and share the same soul- their hard drive is the same.
Their campaign "green is our enemy" rallied a few people. They tried to enlist me, since our physical features have several similar points, but I refused. Firstly, because I'm friends with Miku, with Sonika, Nigaito, Gumi, and then ...
With ... Ryuto.
Ryuto Gachapoid. Gacha for friends, as if he was a gachapon himself...
A cute Vocaloid, who wear the appearance of a five-year old little boy, or a dinosaur, which continues to amaze me.
Evidence, he was the one who first discovered the Master's disease.
And it was him who fell in love with me.
A/N 2 : If you see typos, mistakes, grammar issues, if you have some questions, please leave a review, I'll answer as honestly as possible. But not on my disease. Sorry, it's personal.
I'll type the second chapter asap. Maybe in two days.