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2025-09-18 06:48:36 +0000 UTC View PostProject Parfait HQ smelled like fresh paint and overworked air conditioning.
We’d been herded into one of the mid-sized conference rooms. Long table, whiteboard, projector humming faintly, a tray of bottled waters and individually wrapped...
A few weeks later, the boxes arrived.
Not one box. Not two boxes. An entire cardboard battalion. Stacked by my door like I was starting a black-market cyber café.
“Okay,” I muttered, hands on my hips, “so either Parfait sent m...
[Akane's POV]
The office was still, almost unnaturally so. I liked it that way. Numbers balanced neatly in their columns. Deadlines lined up on my calendar. Every hour accounted for, every task boxed in. That's how I kept m...
A week later, I was back at Parfait HQ.
Different conference room, same existential dread.
This time, the whiteboard had been replaced with a projector. Less cult meetings, more TED Talk. The room was smaller too, with a long narrow tabl...
Hey everyone 💙
First of all~ sorry it’s been a while since the last chapter! Life decided to throw me into non-stop training and practical demos, so my brain has basically been living on coffee, highlighters, and panic. 🫠 My priorit...
We made it back to the apartment complex, dust in our hair and gravel still sticking to my palms. Poppy was humming like we hadn’t just trespassed, scaled a deathtrap staircase, and possibly shaved ten years off my life expectancy.
I was ...
I’ve been getting suggestions to start a discord space for the VTuber book and my other books. Somewhere we can hang out, talk about the story, share thoughts, and maybe even build a little hub around it.
I think it would be really fun to...
2025-08-21 04:05:39 +0000 UTC View Post[Poppy's POV]
I don’t even know how I ended up here.
Well, that’s a lie. I do. It’s just easier to pretend I don’t. Pretend the night just swallowed me up and spat me out on this park bench, like fate or wha...
I should’ve known better than to trust a teenager with directions.
“Where are we even going?” I hissed, half-dragged by the wrist through dimly lit streets. Poppy was marching with all the self-assurance of a cult leader leading ...
The pudding bag swung against my leg as I cut through the park near my building. Krei had shoved it into my hands on the way out, muttering something about “don’t eat them all in one sitting,” like I wasn’t already planning to do exactly t...
2025-08-17 17:37:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe restaurant was one of those trendy minimalist places where the chairs looked like art installations, and the menus were printed on paper thicker than my college diploma.
Krei was already there when I arrived, leaning back in his seat li...
Jules is moving.
Not just across town.
Not just “let’s rent a U-Haul and curse at traffic” moving.
This is Brooklyn-to-San-Francisco, start-a-whole-new-life, “goodbye rats in the subway, hello $17 avocado toast” kind of...
It had officially been a month since onboarding started, which meant I was no longer the fresh meat… but also not even close to being cooked through. Half-seared, maybe. Slightly singed on the edges.
The gen group chat had become a lawles...
OH BTW I FORGOT, I BOUGHT A NEW KIRBEH PLUSH. BUT THEY BROUGHT IT LIEK THIS 😭
It's dying inside hahahahahaha buttt hehe it still looks cute uwu
I have now eeppyy Kirbyy (｡-∀-)♪
🌸 Hi hi!! Edeshei here~ 🌸
So this one isn’t VTuber-related (shock!! horror!! betrayal!! 😭🤣), but I’m working on a little side fic because my brain said “What if dead people… and trauma… but make it fantasy?”
I...
These are drawn by Pet during Ketsusaki dayysss lol
I love the goose and the pudding cart 😭😭
[Krei's POV]
I landed in London Heathrow at 5:42 a.m., Wednesday. Which meant I was already late. Not for the meeting—God forbid I miss one of those—but for the mental math my body had to do figuring out whether it ...
Sasha had insisted. Loudly. Repeatedly. With the unrelenting energy of a puppy who'd found a tennis ball.
“TEAM BONDDIIINNNGGGG!!” He had yelled, halfway out the door of HQ, nearly clotheslining Basil with his bag.
And that...
The whiteboard already looked like it had survived a cult meeting.
There were five bullet points, three question marks, a sketch of me falling into a pit labelled algorithm, and a lone note that just said pudding? I hadn’t even s...
(Six years ago)
Akane was not the type to take a day off. Her version of rest usually involved reading court decisions like they were bedtime stories or reorganizing spreadsheets for fun. But there were exceptions. And one of them ...
Lunch cleanup vanished like it had been swept away by stagehands. The room reset: no trays, no boxes, just us and a subtle corporate scent of lemon sanitizer and looming expectations.
“Manager introductions begin now,” Rika announced, s...
Lunch came in labelled boxes.
Salmon, chicken, vegetarian. One with extra sides marked Basil (no mayo) in suspiciously elegant handwriting. Weaver had color-coded the labels to match our name tags. Of course he did.
"Mine says ‘Spi...
Weaver dimmed the lights.
Like it was a theatre.
Like we were about to debut for real. No stream overlays, no shaky mics—just six nerds and a pink PowerPoint.
The projector clicked.
Slide 1: “WELCOME TO ...
Weaver looked up. “Name, background, skills. Keep it professional.”
That last part was aimed directly at Jules. She ignored it.
Amy went first.
“Hi, I’m Amy Faith Baltazar,” she said, sitting with posture so sharp it...
While we patiently wait for the additional chapters (yes, I see your knives, I’m working on it 😭), here’s some behind-the-scenes draft lore on our new cast of gremlins: Project Parfait’s Generation 4.
Think of this less as a polish...
YOOOO!!! SOMEONE MADE A FANART OF KETSUSAKI
I WAS SHOOKT AAAAA ITS SOO PRETTYYY!! 😭😭😭🥹🥹🫶🏻 I'M GONNA CRY
Okay but LOOK AT HER. I haven’t recovered since. The fangs. The eyes. The unholy amount of gremlin energy....
I arrived ten minutes early to Project Parfait HQ.
Not out of professionalism. Out of spite.
I wasn’t about to be the last one into whatever circle of corporate hell awaited me. If I had to smile through a PowerPoint about "brandin...
Hi everyone!!
Just a quick little life update, so you don’t think I’ve been abducted by raccoons (yet).
I’ll be extra busy this week because Eddie (yes, that’s me, hello) is deep in job interviews! (｀；ω；´)
Apparent...
I left the restaurant before anyone could pretend to walk me out. The night slapped me in the face. Too cold, too bright, too honest after all that polite poison.
I half-walked, half-trudged through the downtown blocks in my discount flats,...