ONNMT's Academy for Original Characters
By Otaku Neko Ninja Miko Tenshi.
Prelude: Sutori
When they awoke, the first thing they noticed was the ceiling.
A brief flash of white sliced horizontally through their vision, instantly sharpening their eyesight – instead of a white haze, their pupils honed in on the curved roof, following the lines of the pod in which they were reclined. Limbs straight and body spread eagle, they felt the echo of their memories as they reflected on the situation's familiarity when the solid case around them gave a light rumble. It tipped smoothly, carefully easing them into a standing position; they squinted at the front of their container, watching the panels slide open with a science fiction noise, wisps of theatrical smoke billowing out in thick spirals. A fan of cool air whipped it away, and they duly noted the gas would have been pure white if not for the mild grey tint.
Eyes catering towards the brighter lighting, they ruffled their extensions when a cordial voice spoke out a greeting: "Welcome, Sutori, and may this official birth prove refreshing... or something."
They —Sutori— blinked, the cloudy nature of their perception fading. They should have felt surprised when they saw the girl stood across from them, hand extended in greeting, but the recognisable face brought a wave of recollection washing over them.
"ONNMT."
She smiled. "Muse."
(Word Count: 215)
Author's Note: Looks like I finally got around to posting this fossil; I was clearing out my files and reorganising everything when I found a 2.5k WIP that I figured I could publish and keep on backburner for a while (read: ignore after I boosted my story count). Regardless of my intentions, I'm tired as funk and OC Academy is here to stay.
-ONNMT.
