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FALLING ROSES.

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now he was asking if she was alright? she felt fine. why was he changing the subject? did she not look okay? but the proclamation that follows after leaves her a bit quiet, she doesn’t really know how to answer that, or should she answer that? these are far too many questions roaming around in her mind right now, so frankly, she won’t address that but she’s never met her father. so maybe he isn’t the greatest man for leaving his daughter stranded in their dusty old mansion for more than 4 years.

     ‘   m midicity? is that where you’re from? and what are … myumons?   ’ 

with everything he was proposing to her through his explanation, she was filled with even more questions. do myumons have other animalistic features? are they all animals in some way? do humans exist in their world? cardia, calm down, she feels herself mutter in the back of her mind. so … each instrument is  designed to fit who each person is. that would make them very special to the owners, yes? she could tell just by the way he holds his own guitar, red tomahawk — that it was undoubtedly special to him. 

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a plan … wait, a plan? for what? she doesn’t remember ever asking for something other than an explanation on what the instrument he was playing. but she couldn’t really answer fast enough when a small instrument is placed in her hands, cardia was visibly nervous when handling something she knew nothing about. each note played a different tune, and immediately cardia was enamored by the sweet little tunes played. so, one simply … strums like so? as if to carefully mimic his movements, there was a child - like innocence to the way she plucks at a few strings.

        you’re giving this to me? but, you barely know me to simply give me something that was yours.   ’

                  Nothing surprising that humans had no idea what Myumons were, they were all part of one world only. One secluded from reality.      MIDICITY is my home, that’s where all those myumons come from. They’re all like me, we can absorb all the melodisian energy and become stronger and more connected to our fans– or my cattle. Look, I can turn into my myumon form and all.  ”   His myumon form was even cuter, a smaller form of himself.   “  There’s more of my kind, different animals like cats, dogs and everything you could imagine. 

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                 Seems like she enjoyed the gift he gave her, although his intentions of ending the ukulele were set to destroy that thing as soon as he got Red Tomahawk back, seems like he’d rather give that thing to someone else. Someone who might enjoy the joy of creating music. Maybe she didn’t know how to play, sure, but the fun is all that matters to him.     MIDICITY is my home, that’s where all those myumons come from. They’re all like me but with more animals… like cats, birds ‘nd dogs !!  We can absorb all the melodisian energy from our fans if they cheer and love our songs and become stronger and more connected to our fans– or my cattle. Look, I can turn into my myumon form and all.     Crow plays the tunes to Last Flower. Surely, he would know that she wouldn’t be able to read the notes… but maybe he can try teaching her.     I could show ya how to play like this, if ya want to.