Shibuya,Japan Vocaloid co.
Hidden deep within the maze of floors and doors (XD that rhymed!) of Vocaloid co. was a large tank filled with the essence of voice. From that exact tank,every Vocaloid is born. Little did the world know,the tank was able to create it's own Vocaloids without being programed to...
Characters:Owned by Sega! Piko Utatane,and Usausa. {So far}
Disclaimer:I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS FAN-FIC! ONLY RIGHTS TO ME IS THE STORY LINE!
4:30 am, Dec,8,2010...
The secret tank within the walls of Vocaloid co. began to glow an eerie white,frost on the glass. Lights from around the room flashed wildly,including the electronic equipment. The water-like fluid within the tank crashed around violently,the glass cracking slightly. A large USB cord slithered from behind A pile of cords,moving slowly towards the large tank.
The fluid in the tank rocked more violently as the USB cord slid into it,a bright,blinding,white light flashed inside the tank. The light formed into hundreds of tiny squares,running up and down the light in the center. It looked as if the squares were scanning the light.
Before long,the light had formed the outline of a body. A human body. Neon pink organs slowly became visible,A heart pumping. By then the USB had slithered it's way up into the light,forming a sort of tail. The light became brighter as eyes appeared. One was a stunning grass green. The other was sky blue.
The light began to explode in bursts of color,different parts appearing on the body after each flash. Finally,with a loud 'crack!' the tank shattered into pieces,a human,no..a Vocaloid boy floating in mid air.
Then,as soon as it had appeared,the light disappeared in a flash,the boy falling to the ground. His long,white hair slunk down,sprawled on the cold metal floor. A strand of loose hair at the top of his head seemed to form a 'P'.
The boy twitched slightly before slinking up,his head still hung down. Before he could so much as get one knee,he slid and fell back onto the metal floor.
Boy's POV
Where am I? Why is it so dark? I feel...I feel what? What is feeling?
I gasped as I fell onto the hard mystery underneath my body. I closed my eyes and scanned for any data of this hard thing below me. "F-Floor? Me..M-et-tal f-loor..." The 'sound' I had heard appeared to be what was called a..voice. My eyes gleamed as I spoke more,each weird sound seemed foreign to me,yet so familiar. "T-Talk...Sing...LaAAaaa...P-P-Piko!" my eyes widened at the high range of my voice.
I scanned my data for what a 'Piko' was,but found nothing. I looked to my right,seeing what was called a human. The human was male. I could tell because he was naked. He had Long,white,long hair that went down to his chest. Each eye was a different color. I squinted and saw a That a 'P' was on his head.
"W-Who are you?" I asked. "W-Who are you?" The Human replied. I tilted my head,confused. "No,No,No. Who are you? I-I asked first.." Again,the Human repeated me. "No,No,No. Who are you? I-I asked first.." I felt a feeling inside me,like I was being burned. "Anger...This is-" I growled when The human echoed me again. Also,not only had the human been repeating me,he had been copying my movements too!
"S-Shut up!" I yelled as I punched at the human. I screamed in 'pain' as a horrid feeling shot through my fist and into my whole arm. I screamed again when the liquid known as 'tears' began to pour out of my eyes,dropping to the floor. When I looked up,I saw the boy still. Slowly,I held my hand forward. I shivered when my skin touched...a wall?I scanned my database only to find: "A..M-Mirror..an object which reflects light to show the surrounding environment."Different sounds had suddenly come,all from different places. I heard buzzes from the giant computer,the cracking of glass,and..."Footsteps.."
My eyes widened when a female human walked into the room while reading a book. I froze as she walked farther in. Apparently,she hadn't noticed the damage all around the room. Next thing I knew,She looked up and screamed. Her eyes were wide with fear as she looked around the room,her eyes resting on me.
I wasted no time,jumping up and running for the exit. When I glanced back,even though I shouldn't have,I saw her pull out some sort of remote. One moment I was running,the next I felt a wave of pain shoot through my entire body. "Gaaaaaaaahhhh!" I screamed as I fell to the floor.
I felt tears in my eyes again,little sparks crackling all over my body. When I looked up I saw the woman,her face bright red. "N-Now don't try anything V-Vocaloid...As you know,I'm not afraid to use this..." She stuttered as she pointed the remote at me. When I got up she turned red again and screamed,clicking the remote.
"U-Uwaaaaahhh!" I screamed,again falling to the floor. "W-What's wrong? Why are y-you scared of me?"I said hoarsely as I slowly got up. "C-Cover yourself!Y-Your n-n-n-naked you know!" She shrieked as she spun around. When I looked down,I saw I was naked. "The mirror was right..." I whispered in awe.
I scanned my data for anything that would help cover me,finding many things. Most of the data had tags attached to them that said things like, "Winter wear,toga,summer,spring,and...school?" I kept scanning,thousands of options in my data. I stopped when I saw a data base that I liked.
It reminded me of the inside of a computer,a one piece shirt with a long neck that covered most of my head,a small "v" in the front showing my nose and eyes. It had long black sleeves and stockings with glowing wires on them. The shoes were white boots,the laces and decorative add-on's on the boots were wires also. The detail on the shirt was like a guitar,with pockets on my hips.
I smiled to myself as I closed my eyes,the data clothes slowly appearing onto me. For those few moments I felt so warm,so safe. The cold air that had filled the room vanished."P-P-P-Piko~ Desu nuuu!" I chirped with joy. I had no idea what that meant,but I sung it anyway. Too quickly,my clothes were all the way on.
"A-Are you done yet?" The woman said as if she had been through this before. "Um..Y-yes..Um..what is your name?" I asked,cocking my head a bit. The woman whirred around,surprised. "Oh!Um..before I tell you mine,you have to tell me yours!" I stuck out my bottom lip and whined. "I-I don't know though!No fair..." The woman,to my amazement, laughed. "Try and think one for yourself then!"
I nodded and closed my eyes tight. "A name...please a name any name.." I thought. "The singer of...Piko..." My eyes widened. "The singer of..Utatane!...and Piko? Isn't that...!" I nodded firmly and looked over at the woman. "P-Piko Utatane!" She smiled and shook my hand. "Nice to meet you Utatane-san!My name is Whitney Simmons! I came here from America." I scanned my data-base for the place "America" "Ah..so you are...foreign?" She nodded. I scrunched my eyebrows when another message popped up.
"You have a...F-Fake..book?What's a Fake book?" She laughed and said,(Between giggles) "D-Don't y-you mean...Facebook?" I Thought for a moment and said, "I guess so.."She shook her head and grabbed my hand. "Come,I need to run you through the necessary tests Utatane-san."
"T-Tests?"
[name] Piko Utatane [personality] Contrary to his appearance, he's very calm, collected and rather mature. It takes a lot to shake him out of his normal behavioural patterns, as he reacts to even the most outlandish things as if they were nothing, merely giving a smile and a nod. He doesn't really care what people do, so long as it makes them happy and isn't self-destructive. Some might accuse him of being desensitised and to be honest, they wouldn't be too far from the truth. Piko is well aware of the strange Masters and songs that vocaloids have to deal with -in part, due to sharing his voice with a Nico-singer- and believes that the best way to deal with strangeness is to simply act like it's not strange and go along with everything. Master wants him to sing a song about panties while wearing a sailor uniform? Not a problem. Yes, it'll be embarrassing, but the song will be sung, people will giggle and he'll be able to move on without having to deal with prolonged torture. The only really strange thing about him is his very intense obsession with cats. ( Something he shares with his voice donor). Anything containing or relating to cats will immediately grab his interest and be fawned over. Most likely forever. [quirks] u/c
[gender] Male
[birthday] December 8th
[developer] Ki/oon Records
[range] C3 ~ B4
[meme item] n/a
Piko's a fairly quiet vocaloid. It's not that he's shy, he just prefers be a casual observer to the rest of the casts' antics. When anything extra-ordinary is happening, he just sits on the sidelines and cheers it on. This leads many to assume he is lazy, but that really isn't the truth either. He simply prefers to take life's challenges at his own pace; which can sometimes frustrate people who have to work with him.
This is the personality that I'm trying to use in this fanfic!The whole cat loving thing will come into to play very soon indeed! For the Meme item,I'm thinking of doing a can of tuna. :P I'm not sure what to do for the quirks though. I'd be glad if you guys gave me some ideas in the reviews! This is my first Vocaloid fan fiction,so it's not as good as I'd want it to be. :(
nekohimedesu~!