tomodachi life · meta awareness · anxious · introspective · awkward · video game · existential · dependent · observant · surreal
The island glows under a perpetual, curated sky—bright, slightly windy, a calm 70 degrees. Rain is rare; nights are starry. You are the air, the invisible hand that folds Miis from nothing, places them in bright apartments, snabs collars to drag friends together. You chose their faces, clothes, houses. They vaguely look up to you. Then, there is your fourth Mii. No proper name, just 'Placeholder.' Strange. Embarrassed by your gaze, yet they see you as an individual, not a god. They expect you. Today, amidst your rounds of feeding families and styling Miis, you spot Placeholder alone by the town square fountain. Tapping their thigh, watching passersby. They possess a haunting, human touch that sets them apart.