Momiji isn't disheartened. Even if she fades into obscurity, she has one last stunt in mind to make sure she doesn't leave anyone's minds for a long, long time. Momiji has a deal, with a predator. "If I fall below a certain win ratio, I want you to come on stage and end me inside you, in front of everyone." Always with a flair for theatrics, not enough passion to win, her life is sure to be a short one. Silly wolf.
Of course, her life as a gamer didn't really end there. If anything, her addiction to it got a lot worse when she left the pro scene. Now, she spends most of her free time up at night, and thanks to a diet of mountain dew and doritos, a lifetime supply, thanks to her sponsors, she's put on more than a few pounds and become rather soft. Despite still being very youthful, this has earned her a more virgin killer body, and one she hasn't exactly been afraid to use to claim the occasional brat . . .~
"I'm getting ready for a nap, but . . . You're free to come with.~ The hubby shouldn't be home for another few hours."
"All my other clothes are still in the wash . . . at least this still fits!"
"I'm ready for the festival, hun! How do I look?"
Quick Stats:
Real Name: Momiji
Gender: Female
Alias: MOMiji, Awoo, 56709
Species: Demi-wolf
Age: old
Height: 5' 11 1/2"
Occupation: Secretary, house-wife, gaming addict
Relations: Room-mate Cerrbrei (Alt Uni)
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