01-01-2019, 11:20 AM
[glow=#000,1,400]monika. ??? months. she / her. ??? difficulty. — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]He whole life had been a game. She had come to terms with the realization, of course- or so she thought. But the girl had also taken over her whole game and killed her friends to get even a glimpse of what 'love' might have been. She had been talking to the player until suddenly, she... wasn't. What had happened? A flash of white, and then she had been transported to this... place. She was surrounded by flowers, which were all beautiful, but she wasn't supposed to be here. Monika's tail twitched.
Wait.
She glanced back. She didn't have a tail. Or at least, she wasn't supposed to. And yet... what the fuck happened here? Her claws unsheathed and dug into the soft dirt, but surprise gripped her throat and made it hard to swallow. Claws, too?! She was...
...a cat.
"Well, isn't that just lovely," the feline growled lowly. Her voice grew surprisingly gravelly with anger. "Fucking stellar." But, she took a deep breath. She could deal with this. A new start. Perhaps this was simply just a new game. Monika grinned (though it was clearly forced), wrapping her tail around her. Her ears twitched and she felt something on her head- reaching a paw up, her smile grew genuine. She still had her bow! Oh, that was good news. Thank goodness.
The girl gazed across the landscape with eyes as green as the grass she sat on. Maybe there were others like her. Maybe someone who could... help.