-A blood-red rose
-A sleeping pill
-A lock of golden hair
-A shred of red fabric
-A bright faux diamond
-A Red Delicious apple
-A glass high-heel
-An ornate ant
So, which one do you choose?
A Proper Schoolgirl: Kill la Kill TF Short
"I will mold you into the perfect student, even if I have to do it by force!"
Ryuko Matoi was losing. Quite badly, in fact. When she'd elected to fight the Elite Four for a chance to face Satsuki and learn the truth behind her father's death, she'd never expected any of them to be this strong! Gamagoori was a very challenging opponent for her, and to make things worse, he currently had the upper hand.
"This mold is of the student you should aspire to be, yet reject becoming with every fiber of your being! Now you cannot escape that fate, for I will be the one to crush you into it!"
As Ryuko felt the mold close around her, she felt a gooey substance creeping through it. It was covering her entire body, changing it bit by bit into the honor student Gamagoori wanted her to be: a simple and modest school uniform, perfectly-tied hair, and no rebellious-looking aspects to her in the slightest...all the t
Coming to an Understanding: Marie Twinning/TG
"None of them really know me...none of them can comprehend my pain..."
Marie was mumbling to herself in the Velvet Room once again while writing poems, a hobby that she had taken refuge in for as long as she could remember. Since Yu Narukami's arrival in Inaba, she'd taken a particular interest in him and his group of friends, who had been working to solve a murder case for almost half a year now. She'd grown closer to them in that time, but found that none of them had really stood out to her as someone she could confide in. Her deeply-meaningful poetry, her avant-garde fashion sense, every aspect of herself that made her who she was...they didn't understand. None of them could ever understand!
"Marie, please do not throw your poetry books across the room again. This is a small space, so you are bound to hurt someone."
Marie looked up from her angst-induced state to see Margaret, the attendant's head now adorned with a bound collection of poems and soliloquies.