NintendoLearner

It’s Halloween. Joe told me about this little festival being about spooky things. People tend to wear costumes and visit around the neighbourhood to get candies and play pranks. He says it’s really childish, and he has no time for such nonsense. However, he heard the bar he likes stealing liquor from has lots of people wanting to try a very special cocktail, and that’s where business tends to grow. Outside that, he doesn’t really say much. Tonight, Joe allowed me to roam free wherever I want as long as I return after the day is over. Sweet. Maybe I can find some spirits and see what they are doing in the living world. Nostra, the dead bot spirit that has been travelling with me for years from planet to planet, seems to look around the place as well and she seems to be interested. “Ah, seems like the night is filled with decorations. Spooky ones at that,” she said. I was the only one that could see her - I sometimes let Joe see her too but sparingly and only when he wants to - so I

How many years do you need to restore a garden? Some need just a year. Some needs two. Or maybe three. Or maybe four, five, six, seven… But my grandpa can do it in 7 months or so. No one knows what my grandpa did to restore the old Hippocrates Botanical Garden. Much like my aimed future job, he is a botanist. A really famous one, even. He has been breeding flowers as well, and I always remember his face being so, so happy around flowers and trees and bushes… Some people think it’s because of some form of witchcraft (and for your information... that is… not true, really, haha). Some people think he stole plants from other people. And some think he’s paying lots of money to get more plants from other countries. Well, the very latter is kind of right, though he didn’t exactly get all his plants from those too. He cultivated most of them himself, in fact! I would come by and visit the botanical garden when I was younger. I would help him plant the flower seeds and water them everyday.

“Another body report?!” It was a meeting, triggered by a crewmate who found a dead body near the electrical room. It’s just near the vents. This results in all the remaining players gathering in the middle of the Skeld, all turning on their voice chat for good measure. Altoena silently felt that something was a little off, and she’s pretty annoyed since she was doing something in the hallway earlier. “Okay, who and where?” Nadap asked. “Brandle. In electrical,” Yumeara answered, “Just near the vents…” “The vents?” Nachiro asked, “That means an impostor must be around that area. Where were you people?” “Well, I was on admin, doing the card swipe,” Bassis said, sighing, “I did it in one go and the body report came one second right after it.” “I was in, uh, crap, I forgot what that task is… Oh! The one in the weapons… Asteroids!” Javin recalled, “It was hard, haha… I was 5 more asteroids away from clearing the task.” “I am in the hallway,” Altoena said, “Repairing the wires. What

It was in the middle of the night, just near the streets. A night battle was going on in the hyper field. Hoshino and Joe are both in one team, battling the other two victims while Antares, Hashi, Saigono, Alcyone, Alameda, and Nic all watch as spectators. Apparently they just passed each other and decided to solve the chroma battle together - they had a hard time finding the victim, and now that they had discovered where they are, both Hoshino and Joe actually offered to fight them for the rest. "Soul Scream!" Joe called, summoning three souls that screeched at the enemies. Watching as they get knocked back was fun indeed, Joe thought to himself. And Hoshino seems to have fun with her decks as well, using The Magician card to send a fiery magic blast by slipping them below the opponent near her. Antares watched from behind, knowing that Hoshino had learned a lot since their first encounter. "Nice job, Hoshino, just keep an eye on the cards, don't waste them all," Antares said

I really loved my students. I know, it may sound weird. No, there are no romantic feelings here. I don't know why I feel so, but every time I see my students there was something in me that felt relaxed. Maybe they remind me of some way, in the past, when I was just born into this world. I remember when I was younger, I was very temperamental. I tend to recklessly fight everyone around me, I tend to annoy people with my loud and proud behavior. It's not something to be proud of, now that I look back to it. That's when I meet Father Gideon. He is a Power Metal muzikbot, and has the power to turn rage into his own weapon. It's one odd skill for a bot to have, now I think about it - wouldn't it be more, let's say, perfect, for a chromazome instead? But let's not get into that -, but he's a very important person in my life. He taught me how to pent up my anger and knows when or where should I throw it all up. He was the one who proposed the idea that I should spend all my anger

So when I was younger, I used to play with my cousin Tracker whenever he paid a visit. We would watch movies about high school bands living their lives off the edge. Yes, we love musicals. Our family would turn them on a lot so we can get occupied while they do some other stuff on their own. To be honest, maybe that’s what got us into learning music. I don’t know. Back then we were like “Wow, they are so cool, maybe we can be like them too?” or something… Y-yeah, that’s what we really thought. It seems to be fun too, so why not? Since then, we begged each of our parents to let us learn music. Tracker had always wanted to be a singer. His voice is really cool, really uplifting… I don’t know why, it just fits with him… Honestly, I am not surprised that now he has a band with his childhood friends. They would go on small gigs around New York and sometimes Los Angeles too… On the other hand, I can play the french horn… Took me years to master it. But to be honest, I’m not proud of it. I

It was in the middle of the afternoon. Nadap just returned from school, putting his bag under his desk in his bedroom. He yawned a little as he opened his laptop and started playing a few games he was supposed to practice anyway. While the e-sports team will be practicing together this weekend, there’s no homeworks, so he’s free doing whatever. Suddenly, his phone rings. Nadap picked up the phone and it turns out, the call was from Nachiro. “Chroma victim,” Nachiro said, “On the boulevard near you. Or at least that’s where I last time saw him.” “Seriously?” Nadap asked, “You’re the one on patrol, why not you battle them or something?” “I forgot to charge Sorai,” Nachiro answered, his tone shows he is truly embarrassed. “But how about the others?” Nadap asked again. “Altoena is in the supermarket with her mother, far from here. My sister is still in extracurricular, Brandle is performing in his family’s theatre, Bassis is taking care of the house and most likely he’s too exhausted