[ alright, Makoto has been in this forest for hours, but clearly she's not getting anywhere. She plucks out the petals of a glowing neon red flower with the sort of single-minded focus that could be really useful with more important things... like finding a way out. ]
He loves you, he loves you not...
[ Makoto looks at the last petal with dismay and then hurls the flower onto the ground. ]
Ugh! God, work with me here!! How many times do I have to do this before you tell me something I want to know!!
[ There's a pile of petal-less flowers surrounding her feet, evidence of all this carnage. She snatches up another flower, this time a light blue, and then gets to work once more. ]
III.
[ Walking by? Helping out? Maybe you were just enjoying the scent of fresh soil and fragrant flowers, which sucks because now there's something else to enjoy. ]
Here, could you put this in the compost bin? Thanks.
[ Makoto attempts to push a bag of what smells like kitchen trash into your hands, you're welcome. ]
Bonus.
look, no matter how many different numbers you text me from, i'm not gonna join your telemarketing scam. i don't do that kind of stuff anymore.
[ yeah, she's turning over a new leaf!!! this time without crime!!! ]
Wildcard.
[ idk hit me up and i'll write u a stupid starter?? here's mako's au workshop if you'd like to know what's up with her or want to plan out cr. hit me ]
makoto kino ;; sailor moon
[ alright, Makoto has been in this forest for hours, but clearly she's not getting anywhere. She plucks out the petals of a glowing neon red flower with the sort of single-minded focus that could be really useful with more important things... like finding a way out. ]
He loves you, he loves you not...
[ Makoto looks at the last petal with dismay and then hurls the flower onto the ground. ]
Ugh! God, work with me here!! How many times do I have to do this before you tell me something I want to know!!
[ There's a pile of petal-less flowers surrounding her feet, evidence of all this carnage. She snatches up another flower, this time a light blue, and then gets to work once more. ]
III.
[ Walking by? Helping out? Maybe you were just enjoying the scent of fresh soil and fragrant flowers, which sucks because now there's something else to enjoy. ]
Here, could you put this in the compost bin? Thanks.
[ Makoto attempts to push a bag of what smells like kitchen trash into your hands, you're welcome. ]
Bonus.
look, no matter how many different numbers you text me from, i'm not gonna join your telemarketing scam. i don't do that kind of stuff anymore.
[ yeah, she's turning over a new leaf!!! this time without crime!!! ]
Wildcard.
[ idk hit me up and i'll write u a stupid starter?? here's mako's au workshop if you'd like to know what's up with her or want to plan out cr. hit me ]