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THE TANABATA FESTIVAL
[ It's a breezy summer day on Isle Bermuda. There are gulls crying, a few lazy clouds, and plenty of sunshine with a cooling wind.
Today also happens to be a special event! It's time for Tanabata, and seemingly out of nowhere, a thicket of bamboo has sprung up in the trees near the shoreline. Speaking of the beach, a festival seems to be underway; there are lanterns strung up, fresh food, and plenty of goat-people selling fresh food and games.
The festival goes long into the evening, so don't miss it!
The tradition of Tanabata, as you will notice, is to write a wish on a tag and hang it from a bamboo tree. So make a wish and hope for the best! ♥ And what's this? A mysterious, female voice is drifting along, carried by the wind; ]
The bamboo leaves rustle,
shaking away in the eaves.
The stars twinkle
on the gold and silver grains of sand.
The five-colour paper strips
I have already written.
The stars twinkle,
they watch us from heaven.
Today also happens to be a special event! It's time for Tanabata, and seemingly out of nowhere, a thicket of bamboo has sprung up in the trees near the shoreline. Speaking of the beach, a festival seems to be underway; there are lanterns strung up, fresh food, and plenty of goat-people selling fresh food and games.
The festival goes long into the evening, so don't miss it!
The tradition of Tanabata, as you will notice, is to write a wish on a tag and hang it from a bamboo tree. So make a wish and hope for the best! ♥ And what's this? A mysterious, female voice is drifting along, carried by the wind; ]
The bamboo leaves rustle,
shaking away in the eaves.
The stars twinkle
on the gold and silver grains of sand.
The five-colour paper strips
I have already written.
The stars twinkle,
they watch us from heaven.
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I'm just saying...
[Robo-Ky unscrews one of his eyes and turns it over, showing the connection port where there is a worn etching that reads "XRAYTED EYES®"]
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Be a little more careful next time.
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[He screws the eye back in. It flashes a few times, glows red and then returns to its yellow.]
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Got a name?
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[Why would she even ask. He's only made her curious about it now.]
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[That's... that's not really anything to go off of.]
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[If couldn't see his hilariously obvious robot face, he could pass for a human in form and with that hair.]
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[Interesting. Something in his world then...]
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Robo-Ky will do.
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I understand it's a force of habit, just letting you know.
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Fine. I'll drop it.
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...also, if we're being strict, I was originally manufactured in Hong Kong, though almost all of my parts have been replaced by foreign replicas since then, and my hard drive was made by an American company.
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[Sounds like a normal manufacturing]
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