Apr 202012
 

So while you’re all waiting for Ryu to catch up on coloring duty, I finally kicked myself into finalizing how tall everyone was going to be. Reason why I didn’t do this earlier is because height and weight info are kinda like salt and pepper: you just don’t separate them. “But what does that have to do with anything-” HUSH!

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Jan 222012
 

Character 5 of 10. This one is a lot more secretive than the ones we’ve seen so far.

Miyako Maya, age 14

Background: Unknown. Maya’s apparently always lived in the top floor of an apartment with her family, and she attends the same school as Midori, although they’re in separate classes. She gets reasonably good grades. Other than that, she keeps to herself.

Personality: Maya is shy. Very shy. She’ll rarely speak to anyone, and only in a whisper with as few words as possible. She can, however, be occasionally caught mumbling something to her self. Often it’s about something like spiders pretending to be ants, the Byzantine Empire, or how quarks feel on a rainy day.

Appearance: Maya has dark purple eyes, and thin glasses bridging her narrow face. She’s very pale and thin, suggesting she rarely goes outside or does anything strenuous. Her dark purple hair is long and unkempt. Maya’s Puella Magi uniform looks like a concealing robe, as dark as night. Her head is hooded and covered with a black veil. She doesn’t seem to have an actual weapon, but instead can summon a bolt of lightning that she can wield like a whip.

Still no turtles or chibis, sorry.

Curry edit:
Two birds with one stone:*curry why are you drawing instead of doing your homework*

Jan 022012
 

Hi everyone! It’s me, Renee Miller :) If you don’t know me, it’s okay! I can just tell you XD

So… where should I start? I’m a California girl at heart, and I love all the diversity here :D You’re always learning something new about a culture, and seeing everyone together is fun. I love hanging out with friends and talking about the latest fashions and trends. In fact, I even managed to snag myself a job with a modeling agency and now I can get an early look into some of the new styles before they hit the shelves. Though I hate it when they make me wear some ugly, gaudy colors :( Like, honestly? Don’t those designers know what clashes and what goes together? Ugh, I’m remembering this nastiest shade of I-don’t-even-know-how-to-describe-it green, and it’s making me sick D:

Sorry, I’m ranting again orz I tend to do that a lot lol! Besides clothes, I also like to gossip about anything and everything. I know it’s a bad habit, but it’s kinda fun :3 A little innocent chit-chat’s never hurt anyone, so it’s totally fine. And I don’t spread bad rumors, so I’m harmless.

BTW, I’m super happy right now! When I got the job at the agency, I decided it was high time to slim down even more. I’ve lost a lot of weight already, and I’m feeling really good about myself :D Ciao for now! Let’s talk again later ;)

Dec 272011
 

Le Cold Megane Boy

My name is Santos Rivera. I don’t see much point in having to introduce myself as there’s very little to say, but if I must, then I will.

For the most part, I grew up living in Northern California and recently moved to the southern part of the state. I prefer solitude over noisy, crowded areas and dislike it when people try to bother me; the repetition of shallow and petty things also is quite dull and uninteresting to me, so you won’t find me making an effort to do those types of activities unless absolutely necessary. I’m usually far too busy to have any spare time left for leisure, but I do enjoy playing sudoku or the company of a good book.

I’m aware of the fact that I am often times rather rude, cold, or inconsiderate in a way that may offend some people, and quite honestly, I don’t give a shit anymore. Some have also called me utilitarian, antisocial, or even Machiavellian as well. Again, I won’t try to deny these either. I really don’t need anyone else to state the obvious anymore than needed; doing so will most likely anger me, even if it is not apparent to others.

Dec 262011
 

Hello, it’s Alfonse Klein! This is kinda the first time I’ve had to do something like this, but I’ll try my best :)

Although Indiana is my home state, I moved to California when I was 5 years old, meaning that I don’t have many memories over there :( The first memory I can recall though is me sitting by my mom on a piano bench teaching me what sound each key makes. So I guess you could say that I grew up at the piano and I’ve gotten really good over the years. One day I hope that I can make it big as a pianist, so I always take at least 30 minutes out of my day to practice.

Oops, I’m starting to brag D: Sorry, but my skills at the piano are really all I have left of my real mom (right now I’m living with my father and stepmother). Aside from piano-playing, I also enjoy doing volunteer work and spending time with friends. I always try to be a kind and considerate person around others and I rarely get mad. Many have said that I am a pacifist; it’s a title I don’t mind. I’d rather be called that than other names to be honest.

And this is a little random bit of trivia for you all; I have nut allergies. Walnuts, cashews, and pecans are all things I can’t eat because they cause me to have a severe reaction. I’d really rather not tell you what that reaction is like either…

Dec 222011
 

So Aiurax said,

“I’d like to know what made you come up with this idea?”

And I was like, “Alright  guys, it’s storytime~!” I’ll try to keep it short.

It was during the last few weeks of summer vacation when the plot bunny first entered my head. Real life issues made me even more depressed than usual, serious shit hit the fan, and life looked grim. The major downer I want to keep private for personal reasons, but I’ll say one thing: tree nut allergies suck. After eating a cashew during dinner and vomiting four times, my dad drove me slowly to the Emergency Room to stop me from suffocating on my own barf. For several weeks, I told myself every morning, “Life’s a bitch, just deal with it. Grin and bear it, stop complaining. As long as you aren’t dead, you’ll live.”

This was when I contacted Ryurieri, an artist who I exchanged a few words with before. I pitched the idea to her, and she offered to be my artist. After banging my head against the wall for being unable to code a working system for the baking simulation part, I swallowed my pride and posted a Recruitment thread. Mild Curry and Funnyguts offered to be my programmers, and here we are today.

The End.

So it’s really nothing all too amazing. TWCC is just one of many plot bunnies that I decided not to butcher up and make into plot bunny stew since it was a genuinely workable idea. As this is a slice-of-life game, I’ll be taking  lots of inspiration from my daily life.

Edit: I just remembered that I own this blog >:3 That means that I can post pics of my turtles whenever I want now! Mwahahaha… I hope you’re happy, 9:19.

OMG A TURTLE :3
I like turtles.