[b]Tamara Winters, an island kingdom on an insignificant blue-green planet[/b]

Tamara's room was kind of a mess, really. It seemed like there wasn't a single inch of floor that wasn't occupied by various novels, comic books, game manuals, DVDs, videogames, plastic models of heroic looking individuals... Honestly, it was a wonder she could even make her way in and out. Then again, today wasn't set to be very eventful, so that wasn't exactly a problem at the moment as she lazily lay back on her bed, idly strumming [url=http://i.imgur.com/0A7F44i.jpg]her guitar.[/url]

"Huuum... So bored..."

Usually, the redhead would be filled with boundless energy. But something about today just seemed to sap her enthusiasm. It was just... So boring, really; nothing to do, nowhere she needed to be, so here she was, lazing about on her own.

"...Huh?"

She blinked. It didn't go away. That was... Odd. Maybe she'd been playing too many videogames lately... Maybe that would explain the dialogue box floating in front of her.

"[i]"Do you... Want to be a... Maou..."[/i]" she read aloud, her eyes drifting across the words, reading and rereading them in the vain hope that repeated readings would lead to the words making more sense. "...Sure, why not?" She was probably daydreaming anyway, so there was no harm in it. Raising an arm, her finger reached out and gently poked [b]Y[/b]...

At the very least, things were going to get far less boring rather quickly.