The Vocaloid Dressing Room

[hmn. Land mines, buried well enough to be invisible to a charging enemy, but with enough telltale signs that one of her own could weave around them should they need to get in or out. Yeah, she knew the style. Of course, the fact that it's a Gumi standing on the edge of a mine field planted by a crazy Miku, that's not something that instills a lot of confidence.]

[Not that she needs confidence; Gumi simply tugs down her goggles and brings down the tip of her rather large chaingun, tapping the barrel on the ground in front of her and watching as the soil underneath it shoots upward in a rather loud CHOOM.]

...Well, that answers if the troops are here... Good. Means I won't get shot on sight for bein' a deserter or anything. Now if my timing's right, the Second Lieutenant should be here in... five, four, three...

[She waits patiently, counting off in her head.]

[[OOC: So, yeah. Headcanons grow scarily in-depth way too quickly. Say hello to a 16-Bit Wars!Gumi, from a AU that encapsulates her song, the LiW Vocaloid/UTAU war... and Old Radio. Maybe. IT'S COMPLICATED OKAY i have no life]]