Minilog one, Mail Bag

It seems the oni-blooded student has taken to either editing, or employing a camera person. The video starts with her sitting inside a tiny library and wearing something much more casual than her gym uniform. A ‘Heaven and Hell’ shirt is stretched across her bust, and a black studded belt holds up worn jeans.

“Okay, so I accidentally read a few comments from the last video, and it burned out my corneas. I just got back from being rushed to the emergency room. They were able to save my eyes, and gave me meds for the shock, so I figured I’d be nice and answer a few questions you guys had. "

Despite the last few statements dripping with sarcasm, she crosses her legs and moves on. She’s apparently written them down on notecards, and begins shuffling through a small stack of them.

“Soooome of you were asking what college it is. It’s Disseptum Fractio Magicam Academy, and I guess if any of you are going here and wanna say hi, it’s cool. I’m kinda just using these to vent, they’re not monetized or anything. That shit’s lame. "

Flip, flip.

“Yeah, I did mention some weird stuff in the last one, didn’t I. I got a bunch of people here asking what I meant by illusions. Fuck me for using slang, right?”

She starts laughing.

“Just don’t worry about it, after so many language and communication classes in U of N I tend to trump up the shit I’m doing. I did graphic design before I got here. Basically, if the shit I’m saying doesn’t make any sense, just assume it’s slang.”

Flip, flip.

“Oh, for.”

She pinches the bridge of her nose, pausing for a few seconds before continuing.

“I don’t know exactly how big they are, okay? I get bras custom made. Thing is, after you get past double D, there’s no standard between clothing companies anymore. Giving you a letter would be meaningless, that shit’s for perverts and anime.”

Flip, flip.

“Okay this is apparently from the same guy as the first one NO, that isn’t the ‘whole point’ of the video, if it was I’d be pulling the fuckin’ crane shots that youtube lady with the two huge talents does. I was coming back from weight training and decided not to put off the shit any more.”

Flip, flip.

“So yeah, accident. I just wasn’t always this big or this active. You don’t get any other explanation, just that I was pretty sure it was gonna end my education for a while. Kinda did for about two months.”

Flip, flip.

“Seven foot six, about three fifty. Yes, seriously. I haven’t been on a scale since classes started.”

Flip, flip.

“The scholarship was from Orochi. Yeah, I know. I’m worried too. They do give scholarships out to promising students they think they can headhunt, but I haven’t actually gotten any offers or demands or shit from them. I’m not gonna worry until they roll up with vans. Still kinda thinking they might, though.”

One last flip, then she stacks them back on the desk behind her.

“So yeah, I hope that clears up the nosy shit you guys shouldn’t care about in the first place. Rock on, until the next time I have something to bitch about. Okay Red, turn the camera off.”

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Minilog one, Mail Bag

Mana of Mayhem Mousetrap