INBOX

[fretless]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, IBUKI.

FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 000.03.313.33

*** IBUKI has joined 000.03.313.33
<IBUKI> hello!! ibuki mioda here!!! ﾟ.+:｡(≧∇≦)ﾉﾟ.+:｡
<IBUKI> if you're here to talk to ibuki, leave her a message!! okay?
<IBUKI> she'll make sure to get back to you as soon as possible! ♪(ﾟ▽^*)ﾉ⌒☆

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[princeproblems]

[Makoto's pleased, knowing that Ibuki loves it. She can tell. If she'd hated it, she wouldn't be reacting the way she was.

... But okay, Ibuki apparently has a musical memory or something and she can't even be surprised.]

Yeah, this is it! Do you like it? Wanna hear more?

[fretless]

[That's basically it. Ibuki's brain is hyperfocused on music... she'll easily remember something musically related, but not the details around it.
That said, her tail is starting to wag at a million miles a minute.]

Mm, mm! Of course! How much more is there!?
Ahhh, Ibuki hasn't heard a new band in so long... it's refreshing!

Like jumping off a bridge into the freezing cold water below... that's me! Flip-flopping about in the water with a lot of glee and excitement!!

[A terrible metaphor, but hey.]

[princeproblems]

Mmm, I've got a lot of their singles and an album.

[Though when she minimizes the video to pull up another, Ibuki can easily see there's like... a vast hoard of music stored away on her computer. But then she clicks on something else and a video of Doki Doki Morning is pulled up.

And then as an afterthought:]

Please don't jump into freezing cold water and flop around with glee and excitement, Ibuki-chan.