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*BTSB (Backstay Sailor Boys) Mania continues to take Lunatia by storm, and all the city is abuzz with excitement as they plaster billboards of their favorite boys displaying their best boyband pose. Every corner you turn, you will hear one of their classic tunes playing at every store over their loudspeakers.

The boys have become inescapable at this point! Ads and promotions for their upcoming concert are everywhere. Your communication device has also been automatically updated to play their catchy songs as one of your notification sounds. Some may deny it, but the earworm has made its way into their hearts sooner than they know it. But while some of you may be engaging in intense debates on who the best *BTSB boy is on Prismagram, others are starting to get boyband fatigue after hearing the same songs on loop ad nauseum.

“You say hate me, but it sure is a lie. Baby, hey, hey, hey...”

▶ The Right Stuff
04/25 - 04/28 | City of Lunatia | top

With their live concert date fast approaching, *BTSB finally releases their most anticipated full album, “My Favorite Prismagram Girl.” Its title track’s infectious tone has caught on rapidly, shooting to number one in the first week of its release. Now, you can hardly find sleep without that song blasting raucously from those bam boxes on the street.

“My Favorite Prismagram Girl... woah-oh-oh... She’s my favorite Prismagram Girl...” You can’t get it out of your head no matter how hard you try, and the more you listen to it, the more you find yourself tolerating or, gods forbid, liking it. No matter how much you want to say bye bye bye to this bop, you find yourself having the time of your life when it comes on.

A You become a diehard fan, spending exorbitant amounts of money on *BTSB merchandise. You fit right in among other simpering and cooing fans. You won’t know what’s possessed you, but you are utterly hypnotized and you’ll absolutely do anything for your favorite band member’s limited merch, even bringing out the claws against other fans.

After the thousandth or so listen of their new hit album, you will notice a new lyric in the title track, accompanied with a key change that you somehow missed before in spite of having dissected the song front and back. Something about this lyric — “Call it what you want, baby, I’ll still call it lust” — may elicit an, ahem, reaction in your pants. Better hope you brought a second pair. Listening to this while holding your treasured merch will also fill you with an overflowing excitement and enthusiasm to share your love for your best boys. Your body itches for dance partners and karaoke duets, encouraging others to perform with you until you make them say "I do (cherish you)".

▶ Step by Step
04/29 | Level 1, Elaran Amphitheater | top

The hyped-up, sold out concert will be taking place at the Elaran Amphitheater, now fully repaired after the disaster from a few months ago. For those who missed out on ticket sales, it will also be broadcast online and displayed across almost every large screen in Lunatia. A floating stage is set up in the center of the theater as hordes and hordes of attending fans all fight for a chance to see the group live, if not to get close enough to feel their sweat.

But whether you're in line for the concert or an innocent bystander, you're soon drawn into an impromptu Battle Royale in the streets outside the venue. Some fans have gotten vicious, screeching, scratching, and shoving aside anyone in their way. They want it all or nothing at all. Steer clear if you’re not willing to push your way forward. Things are about to get ugly.

The stage’s backdrop is decorated with a strangely familiar three-headed dragon design. Anyone who follows Tarn's gaming channel will recognize it as his very own logo. Staring at it for too long makes you feel uneasy. More fans are concerned by Kaya's absence, which Suzaku explains with "a sudden illness".

B The concert will start with one of the songs from their new album: “The Dragon’s Discord.” Unlike their previous songs, this one is sung in an unfamiliar tongue, causing confusion among the crowd who expected official subtitles on the monitors. Not even the Moonblessed can understand what the lyrics are. All who can hear this mysterious song, be it at the concert or in the comfort of their homes, grow still and catatonic. One can prevent this by avoiding the music, wearing earplugs, or blasting their own music to drown it out.

Once the audience is under their spell, the youngest member Tarn takes center stage and sings an ominous incantation that begins absorbing Chroma through the lips of each and every Prismal and Moonblessed in his adoring audience. To protect those affected by Dragon’s Discord, one only needs to physically cover their lips. Intense moonlacing, such as kissing, with the victim will immediately snap them out of their trance. Those who lose too much Chroma will temporarily lose their voice, leaving them mute for up to an hour.

As Moon Knights enter the scene, two other members of *BTSB desperately follow up with more incantations, attempting to distract both authorities and Moonblessed to allow themselves ample time to escape.

Lecter: Hearing his voice will cause your muscles to either limp or cramp to the point of excruciating pain. Moonlacing is required to restore (or remove!) the feeling in your limbs.

Rasha: Hearing his voice will cause you to become obsessively enchanted with yourself. You will not be able to care about anything else except your own beauty. You will have the strong urge to hold someone and not let them go until they compliment you enough.

All effects will wear off after an hour, but by then, the *BTSB members will all be safely in hiding.

The incident at the concert is all over the news, angering Lunatians everywhere. The affected Prismals have since snapped out of the spell and have been given proper medical care. The Moon Knights have been working nonstop in their search for *BTSB, who disappeared without a trace.

That is, until a sudden city-wide midnight broadcast from Kaya appears:

Kaya

Hi, everyone. As you can see, I'm healthy as can be. I'm sorry I wasn't at the concert like I promised. I... I'm sorry that we took advantage of everyone for our own goals. I know my fans won't forgive me, and I don't expect them to. But I want you all to hear me out.

The truth is, I love this planet. There are many ugly things in it, but it's still beautiful, yeah? ... It was dying. I can't stand seeing something die in pain, so I thought it would be better to do it quickly and give the planet another shot. Yeah, that's why I joined the Oracles of the Sinless. The Moonblessed caught members of our sect — our cult last year, but that was only one of our many groups scattered throughout Prismatica. One of those groups was us. All of us in *BTSB, no, the whole cult shared one goal: to destroy the world and remake it.

But when the Moonblessed arrived, I saw them do so many beautiful things — things that I never thought were possible. "Looking back on the things I've done, I was trying to be someone... Now I'll show you the shape of my heart." Rasha wrote those lines, but this time I'll make them mine. If the Moonblessed can protect my home, then I want to help them! I don't want to watch anyone I care for die again...

To prove his sincerity, Kaya turns himself over to the Moon Knights and promises to assist Lunatia from now on. Having nothing else to work with, the Moon Knights decide to trust Kaya’s information.

▶ Hangin’ Tough
04/30 | Outside Lunatia, The Nothing | top

The Moon Knights set off for the Nothing, recruiting any willing volunteers to come along. Participants are given LIFE suits to safely cross the environment with. According to Kaya’s intel, his former allies should be staying in one of the hideouts for the Oracles of the Sinless, but he's not sure which, as the cult is always on the move. For now, he gives all possible locations.

The remaining *BTSB members will not go down without a fight. Once the Moon Knights and Moonblessed arrive, they are greeted by another stage performance. This time, *BTSB is joined by their fellow cult members. Tarn’s longtime channel subscribers and hardcore fans will also be present among the opposing force. All of them will be clad in their familiar fox masks and cult robes.

C The songs, no longer saccharine bubblegum pop, are now disturbing and dangerous, causing a multitude of hallucinations, such as monsters and layers of horrifying screams. This allows the cultists and hardcore fans to charge at the Moonblessed with every weapon imaginable.

Kaya soon interferes with his own music, his voice intercepting the cultists' song. The illusions you’re seeing begin to dissipate, and a friend's voice might be able to bring you back to your senses.

Outwitted yet again, Tarn viciously attacks Kaya to take him out for his betrayal, but Suzaku is quick on his feet. He launches himself forward and kicks Tarn to the ground. He’s shaking with anger, but his voice is clear as he addresses his bandmate.

Suzaku

I expected this day would come, but I never thought you would react this way, Tarn.

I thought that no matter what happened, we would always pull through together.

Tarn

What the hell are you doing, Suzaku? This world has always needed a reset. I'm just helping it reach a New Game+. It was Kaya who lost sight of that! He left us. Get out of my way, or you’re next!

Suzaku

No, it was you three who never considered Kaya’s feelings! He tried to convince everyone, but none of you considered his words. It’s you who has no right to say anything! After everything he’s done for us, you’re throwing it all away!? Well, not me! This world showed me the meaning of being lonely, but Kaya changed that! You can't tell me why I can't be where he is. I swore to share his joy and his pain, and I swear it all over again — you won’t harm him as long as I stand here!

Tarn

Hah. It’s come to this? So be it. It tears up my heart when I'm with you, anyway… Goodbye, Suzaku! Let’s go, Lecter! Rasha!

Suzaku

Give it up, you guys. This place is surrounded. This is the end for *BTSB.

Once Tarn, Lecter, Rasha and the present cultists are all apprehended, Suzaku promises to make things right together with Kaya and will soon contribute his own knowledge and talents for Lunatia as well. And so ends the *BTSB saga.

▶ NOTES

MY FAVORITE PRISMAGRAM GIRL AND DRAGON’S DISCORD ▶ The effects of these songs will not work outside of this event.

HALLUCINATIONS ▶ As always, the degree of effect and what monsters or voices they’ll witness will all be up to player discretion. As they are only hallucinations, it can be a monster from your homeworld or the screams of agony of a loved one.

POLL WINNERS ▶ The winners of the past poll were Kaya (1st) and Suzaku (2nd). They are now allied with the Moonblessed! Tarn had the least number of votes.

NEW SPELLS AND MAGIC TOOLS ▶ Details regarding this will be revealed in the next event, handled by Kaya and Suzaku. This we promise you!

▶ REMINDERS

WHAT IS THIS? ▶ Players may use the prompts in this post to make their own posts and logs for the event in the communities. This post will serve as an event directory. No RPing will take place on this post. Players may place their starters in their top-level comments and link to their posts for others to tag them there.

QUESTIONS? Questions related to this event goes to this thread in the plotting post.

HAS MY QUESTION ALREADY BEEN ANSWERED? ▶ Please read the log and previously asked questions carefully before asking any questions.

DO I HAVE TO PARTICIPATE? ▶ As always, all content is optional. You do not have to be affected by any of the prompts if you wish to opt out.

CAN I DO X? ▶ As long as you follow the game's rules, basic lore, and are mindful of people’s comfort levels, go wild!

WARNINGS/PLAYER PERMISSION ▶ Please ask for player permission before bringing up potentially sensitive subjects or triggers. Likewise, please make use of warnings and appropriate cuts.

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[A: KNEECAPS]
[Engineer's been here too long. Not only has he fought the Sinless before, but this might be the dumbest cult he's ever seen.

It was bad enough when he couldn't get away from *BTSB and their nonsense songs. Normally, Dell was an open guy, but when you're a honky-tonk country man from 1972? You get sick of boy bands real quick.

Which is why he's back in an Oracle of Sinless hideout once again. It's odd - it doesn't feel that long since he's dealt with this particular flavor of cultist freaks. It doesn't feel that long since he's shot one in the knees, either.

"HOLY SHIT, MAN, WHY THE KNEES?!"

Engineer points a smoking revolver at one of Tarn's subscribers as the fox-masked fan writhes on the ground, clutching both knees. He scowls (an expression he's had for several days now, really) as he yanks the fan's knife out of his shoulder with a grunt. There's blood, but he doesn't seem that bothered.

Honestly? Engineer doesn't really care which *BTSB guy's bad or good now. He just wants these goddamn songs out of his goddamn head, even if it means shooting every kneecap he sees.

The Texan turns to the nearest person he sees - congrats, that's you. He's not a great sight - face blood-splattered, shoulder bleeding, and a cold stare through dark, opaque goggles as he flexes his artificial metal hand.]

Hey. Y'all got extra bullets?

[B: SKELETONS??]
[Engineer would be grateful for the lack of saccharine bubblegum pop if the music wasn't so weird now. Unfortunately, he's also starting to hallucinate. Still kneecapping his way through the hideout, the mercenary suddenly looks around wildly at nothing in particular. He then backs into a wall and frantically reloads his revolver.]

Who - when did they start bringin' out skeletons?

[There are no skeletons.]

And why the HELL are they doin' the conga?

[There are no conga-dancing skeletons either.

There are, however, are two masked cultists coming at him with more knives.

Help??]

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[A: LOCKED TO NICK]
[Rochelle lucked out on turning into a *BTSB fan - the constant music, news, and advertising was too goddamn weird. That said, it was hard not to spite-hum My Favorite Prismagram Girl as she helped her news crew set up cameras. She was at the back of the stage, prepping for a post-show interview and b-roll of the show in between.

It was hard to ignore the dirty looks the crew got from diehard fans on their way insane. One even jumped the divider and tried to get in with them, and Rochelle nearly went for the gun under her jacket. Post-apocalypse habits die hard.

She had a bad feeling about this.

By the time she realized she was right, though, she was already catatonic. "The Dragon's Discord" was over, Rochelle had a hand on the divider separating cameras from the crowd - unnaturally still, eyes wide and glassy. Then Tarn's incantation starts. As the Chroma leaves her lips, Rochelle pales, skin becoming ashy, hands shaking under flecks of growing crystals.

In some faraway sense, mind disconnected from her body and drowned out by incantations, a single thought crawls out.

God, I'd rather die to the Midnight Riders.]

[B: OPEN]
[Well. She's not dead. Unfortunately, Rochelle only escaped to get separated by Nick in the crowd. Running through the theater's circular outer hallways, Rasha's voice hit. She stops suddenly, Rasha still piping through nearby screen live-recording the show. Suddenly, she grabs the nearest person next to her.

Congratulations, that's you.]

Hehehe--

[Ro giggles, uncharacteristically half-drunk, half-unhinged. Her arms wrap around yours and she smiles up at you all too sweetly. In her free hand, there's a gun. It's a small, cheap, Saturday Night Special, and it follows her arm in a nonchalant wave.

She picked a really, REALLY bad time to take it out before Rasha started singing.]

So.

[She starts, her free arm unconsciously settling on your forearm, cold gun steel settling with it, barrel pointed directly up your chest.

She's not exactly aiming it. More just - weirdly unaware of it.]

I think I did my hair pretty good today. You think so?

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A. THE RIGHT STUFF

[Bokuto has never in his life paid attention to music. It was always there, somewhere in the background, but he never knew the words. The only familiar melody he knew and loved was from high highschool days and Fukurodani's cheer band playing it at the tournaments.

He stops doing sit ups and looks at the window and sighs, rubbing back of his head. He dislikes arguing but, it's been two hours since he started working out and the song didn't stop. He doesn't HATE the song, but enough's enough. Getting up, he leaves the apartment, still in sleevelss work out shirt and sweatpants, and knock loudly on the door of the apartment he hears music at.]

Excuse me! Anyone in there?

B. STEP BY STEP

[Not a concert-goer, but Bokuto still finds himself trapped on the sidewalk as the crowd rushes down the street in a wild mania to buy tickets. He barely dodges some of the Prismals, somehow not losing the bag with food he just bought.]

American Black Friday must look like this... Oh! Japanese train rush is this bad too! [He manages to reach the stone wall and climb up on it, on the outskirts of the park, letting the stampede rush past him. They'll- they'll calm down soon, right? Just when he found gyoza for dinner too...]

Ah! Hang on! Give me your hand! [Bokuto reaches out and somehow manages to get the person that's also trying to reach the wall. He easily lifts them up once they are close enough, and helps them settle down- it's wide enough to sit.] You too, huh?

Non-event

C. CRYSTAL BEACH

[It's been a while since he saw beach. In fact, last time he saw it was when he watched Hinata played beach volleyball on the TV. It feels nice to dig feet into the sand- it's very soft. The weather isn't warm enough to swim, but he's been splashing around and walking in the shallows where water barely passed his ankles.

The wind was slowly starting to pick up though, maybe because it's seaside? He's distracted with the view when someone's flying magazines smacks him right in the face. Yep- the wind is getting pretty strong.

There's a bit of a panic and wrestling to take it off of his face-]

Bwah! Flying monster!

[...]

D. CRYSTAL BEACH II

[He needed at least ONE more person, dammit.

Bouncing the ball on his forearms, Bokuto looks around, trying to find a "victim" for a nice, beach volleyball. It's never short with him though, no matter how much he promises it will be.

The first person he sees entering the beach he'll run up to them, tripping a bit on the sand.]

Hey, hey, hey! Do you play volleyball!? Wanna have a match???

[He greets them with the biggest, pleading grin in history, dressed in shorts and a bit too fitting work out shirt.]

Come on! It'll be fun!

E. WILDCARD

[ooc: Anything goes here! If you have a starter or want to plot something with Bokuto, hit me up at

WindsongWitch or PM me! Small note: Bokuto is 23.]

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▶ THE RIGHT STUFF (4/25-4/28)

[ Raphtalia was never much for minstrels, but music on this world is out of this world. She'd die for *BTSB.

💿 She's working at The Heavenly Fowl Apothecary in a Kaya t-shirt with a Suzaku hairpin. "Master Naofumi won't authorize discounts for other fans, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him."

💿 Call it what you want, baby, I'll still call it lust-- The lyric catches her by surprise, makes her gasp. She's never gotten wet from words alone before. She sends out a haphazard text message, maybe misfiring: moonlace? ]

▶ STEP BY STEP (4/29)

[ 💿 Rasha's voice really gets to her. Raphtalia is amazing and she knows it. Wearing one of her shirts with all of the members' faces on it, because who could stan for just their bias at a concert, she cozies up to the nearest person. "Tell me I'm pretty." ]

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[A. STUCK ON REPEAT]

[It started with that song. As much as Robotnik likes music, he couldn't stand it. Oh sure, this place wasn't the worst place he could get magically transported, he's pretty sure where he was actually headed was, but coming in to the most annoying song in the universe that he couldn't fucking escape had been, well, The Worst.

And then it grew on him. And grew on him, and grew on him, and one time he found himself humming it and he didn't hate it, and coming up with dance moves, and listening to the whole album, and--

So, anyway, now? He's a fan. He's not sure why he's a fan, but he's a fan. Dr. Ivo Fucking Robotnik, certified genius, is a fan of a boy band. So much so that he's traded his flight suit for a *BTSB t-shirt. Well, he needed a change of clothes anyway, but the shirt's a little... interesting. Black, of course, that evil villain aesthetic, but it's still a 100% Official Boy Band Shirt. He doesn't look like one of those super-fans, at least; he's not stealing merch from other people like candy from babies.

In fact, he's dancing. Like, just in the street. Guy has some wild moves, too.

Come dance with him!]

[B. PANTS DANCE]

[Enough dancing, it's time for the karaoke bar. Except part of him seems like he doesn't want to go to the karaoke bar. He's in a corner, messing with the device on his wrist, replaying one section of a song over and over and over and--

Oh, someone's there.]

Go away.

["I'll still call it lust," the device helpfully states.]

Shut up, [he tells it.]

[C. AFTERSHOCK]

[Dr. Robotnik is, to say the least, not happy. Oh, he doesn't give a shit who the band members actually were, he can appreciate a good evil plan as much as anyone, but the fact that it affected him at all in the first place is the actual worst.

Like hell he was getting involved in that fight, though. If he had some robots, maybe, but like this? No way.

So now he's sitting in a coffee shop, holding a latte and looking annoyed with himself. Aaaaand absolutely giving the stinkeye to anyone who gets near. Of course... this is the exact same man who was happily dancing in the street just a few days ago...]

[D. WILDCARD]

[got other ideas? wanna hang out with the doctor elsewhere? some basic new guy stuff? i don't have a prompt for what happens during the concert itself (he's not actually going to it), but you wanna do that? something not event related? bring your own starter, or hit me up for one, either through pm or at

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A. Settling In

[Dedue has been doing what he does best really. Keeping to himself. Things are kept simple in his new place but he's obtained the basics by now. It's very strange to not be hated on sight just for walking around but it's refreshing in a way. A taste of a world that he feels confident Dimitri will bring about. Perhaps if he can relax with it here then he can feel more at ease with how it feels back home.

Today one will find him looking at gardening supplies. Seeds, soil, pots... He's reading packages carefully to learn everything that he can. Tomorrow he'll have to obtain more cooking supplies but he knows that he would like to start growing some seeds first since he already has food for the time being.

Turning, he almost runs into whoever is near him.]

I apologize. I should have paid attention.

B. Step By Step

[To be honest, Dedue isn't fond of the music from the concert. So he's obtained ear plugs to drown it out as he goes about his day at his place. Well, until he notices a commotion outside. Once he learns what has happened, he rushes to join the Knights. Of course when you're rather weak to magic it just results in bad things for you.

Namely the fact that he grinds his teeth as his body cramps up. It looks like it's a struggle for him to hold his shield and axe up, his muscles trembling from the pain. He keeps pushing forward though, forcing himself to move despite the agony he must be in.

Would you care to make him stop for a moment for a quick moonlace? He really could use it.]

C. Hangin' Tough

[Right when you think one of the rabid fans will deal you a terrible blow, you realize that it hasn't hit. Instead there's the sound of hitting metal and you'll find a very large man with dark skin and pale hair has taken the blow for you. Well, kind of brushed it off for you. Putting himself between the person he has saved and the fans, he stands firm with a large shield before him.]

Are you alright?

[He can't afford to look back to check just now.]

D. Wildcard

[Got another idea? Go for it! I'll follow!]

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▶ A [it's a lesson to be learned]

[Ferran is definitely not in the main demographic for boyband madness; not only was he born a little too late, his general enthusiasm for music rarely reaches more than "nice for background noise" levels. He might appreciate it in general, but he also can't stop himself from rolling his eyes at the hyperactive following *BTSB has gained in the past few weeks.

Unfortunately for him, said hyperactive fans are gathered around a stall selling merch, blocking the way from a book store he was really looking to get into. He decides it's probably still worth it, though, and he's halfway through the throng when things start to get nasty. One way or another, he gets clawed, hit, or otherwise manhandled—maybe it's even another moonblessed under the influence of the music.

That's plenty for him to snap at the offending fan, brown eyes flashing red as he focuses his charming powers to cut things off before they can get any worse. He would really rather not fight over something so pointless.]

Calm the hell down!

[Whether that works or not... well, we'll see. He may or may not have enough Chroma for it to be effective. If it wasn't a moonblessed hitting him in the first place, maybe one will be willing to lend him a hand in getting out of this mess.]

▶ B [even the good guys get burned]

[The previous incident has only made Ferran want to get even further away from any *BTSB fans, but even that is apparently not enough to keep him outside of the band's influence, thanks to the multiple screens broadcasting their long-awaited concert.

If Ferran suspected magical foul play in the music itself, it wasn't enough to keep him away from the public parts of town where the songs were blasting, and against his will his footsteps slow to a stop as he turns his attention to the screen. There's something nostalgic about the feeling, but he can't put his finger on it...

If no one gets to him in time to snap him out of it, either the Chroma loss or Lecter's chanting are plenty to leave him sprawled on the ground in the middle of the sidewalk.]

▶ C [baby you're not the only one]

[Like hell he's going to let them go after that.

As soon as he's even sort of recovered from the hypnosis, Ferran is dedicated to seeking out these people and bringing them to justice. He might be kept from doing that immediately due to needing a few hours to rest, but when the midnight message comes and the Knights organize a party to find them, Garnet is among the volunteers. He's quiet on the way there unless spoken to, and there's a serious look on his face.

He summons his sword when they arrive at their proper destination, and then they come face to face with the cultists and the fight begins.

Garnet manages to land one hit with the blade before moving out of range and stopping, hesitating as he stares at the injury, then his sword. It's only then that he realizes just how unprepared he is to hurt anything or anyone that bleeds. For all the fighting he's done and all of his own blood he's spilled, it's nothing like this. He curses weakly at himself.]

Shit.

[Someone might want to snap him out of it before he gets hurt.]

▶ D [I know that you've hurt in the past]

[Regardless of the moral conundrums he has while fully aware of his surroundings, when the songs' hallucination effects finally hit, what he sees is what he's familiar with fighting—crystal beasts that were never alive in the first place. Things he could break and use as he pleased with no unpleasant side effects—just tools for his tormentor to test him.

It's realistic enough that for a brief moment, he thinks that person might be here, pulling his strings again.]

I'm tired of your games!

[And he charges right towards one of his fellow volunteers or Knights, ready to swing his blade.]

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i. the right stuff: share your love

[Maybe you're in line for some BTSB merch. Maybe you're already standing on a karaoke stage or bar counter. Maybe you're a completely innocent bystander who's been ignoring this nonsense from the start. No matter who or where you are, there is now a red-haired stranger pointing his umbrella at you. The metal tip of the umbrella is hollow and looks suspiciously like a gun barrel. It's aimed directly at your lips as its owner smiles at you, expectant.

BTSB music blasts from a speaker nearby. A Kaya keychain watches you as it dangles helplessly from the offending umbrella.]

You take the chorus. Blow me away, yeah?

[Something sharp in his smile promises that there will be consequences otherwise.]

ii. step by step: battle royale

[Kamui catches a whiff of blood on the wind, and his pupils dilate with excitement. He follows the scent all the way to the chaos outside the Elaran Amphitheater. As far as the eye can see, people are attacking each other like wild beasts. Why is this happening? What are they after? Kamui doesn't stop to question. He just dives right in, picking up a particularly loud individual and throwing them right over the crowd.

He cackles madly. Let the battle begin.]

iii. step by step: his adoring audience

[In his quest to be the baddest brawler in the battle royale, Kamui is accidentally shuffled into the amphitheater. He's not complaining though. He even boos with the rest of the audience when Kaya's absence is explained away, shaking the Kaya keychain he's attached to his parasol in protest as if he actually cares. He's happy to make a ruckus for any reason, really.

He's less happy when the music starts. Something in the very air feels wrong as the foreign sounds blast from an overwhelming speaker set up. Vibrations rock the amphitheater, and suddenly, his limbs won't listen to him. He can feel something leaving his body, but it's not a sensation he's ever experienced before. It's as if the music is eating his energy right out of his mouth. He doesn't approve.

With every ounce of willpower left in his frozen body, Kamui tightens his finger over his parasol's trigger and fires a bullet straight up into the air. If that doesn't get someone's attention, then he's right fucked.]

iv. wildcard

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( A ♟ NO STRINGS ATTACHED )
[ It's foolish. Lelouch would certainly deem is recent activities foolish, were he in the right state of mind. Here he is, however, "speaking" to a young Prismal about her Demichroma. Wait— is she handing over her wallet to him? Yes, she is. Lelouch goes through it meticulously, counting the money they have. ]

This should be enough to buy some notebooks, a set of pens, and then some extra bigger items. [ He's outside the shop where a bunch of other fans of the boyband are gathered and are fighting one another, and he doesn't seem to be daunted by the fact that if he wants a ton of merch, he's going to have to enter the fray. ]

Alright, I've decided. Get one of those giant pillows, a blanket, and a set of posters. You can decide what to do with the rest of your money, but you'll have to give my orders to me.

[ There's something different about that Prismal... Why is she so obedient to Lelouch? Hypnosis sure is a powerful thing! Catch Lelouch as he sits down at the bench by the door to watch everything unfold—perhaps you've been a witness to his plan! Or catch him after the Prismal happily gives him a shitton of merch (mostly stationery) while she's a little bruised. Lelouch seems very pleased. ]

( B ♟ AT THE CONCERT )
[ Being given access to enter the concert grounds isn't a huge feat, either. Thanks to Lelouch's Geass, which he somehow seems to be abusing despite telling himself that he'll lay low while he's in this godforsaken planet, the guards let him in pretty easily, and give him a good seat, to boot! Wearing a black and blue shirt that reads "NAVY", he fits right in with the rest of the crowd.

No, he doesn't have a glowstick or anything, but he does quietly sing along to the music. He's still got some dignity despite falling for a boyband! He doesn't seem to be as still as the rest of the people during the duration of the show, perhaps because he's not one to move around much to begin with, or perhaps his mind can only endure so much manipulation? Either way, lucky for him.

When Tarn takes centre stage, he seems to realise that something is wrong. As someone who doesn't have a lot of Chroma to begin with, he's quick to notice his own numbers dwindling. Those seated nearby will be yelled at by him, because of this. ]

Stop singing! Close your mouth! [ Ah— his hand flies to his mouth to cover his own after he says that. Ugh... that's a little more Chroma lost. Dammit! Now this person looks like they're about to fall over!

He curses internally and then takes a deep breath. This world wants people to Moonlace to restore it? That's absolute crap. Lelouch intended not to take part in all this Moonlacing, but upon realising that his own Chroma leaves his lips at a drastic pace... he needs to gain Chroma at a much quicker pace than holding hands.

That is to say, he places both his hands on the cheeks of the person next to him, regardless of who they might be, before leaning in to kiss them. This isn't to save them, if anyone ever asked him... It's to save himself!

It gives him enough Chroma to power through to the exit, but it seems he's a little too late when he hears Lecter start to sing. He's forced to the ground, unable to move as his limbs go limp. ]

( C ♟ GARAGE SALE )
[ Only a week and a few days have passed since Lelouch's arrival, and his life's been turned upside down. This planet's brought him nothing but stress! First, Euphemia, and then Suzaku... and then this stupid boyband! He's more than annoyed that those musicians somehow forced him to be captivated... for someone who does a lot of mind control, he absolutely loathes being controlled in the same way. Kaya and Suzaku may have apologised, turned themselves in, and are working with the Moon Knights to help one another, but... That's not good enough.

Were Lelouch more spiteful, he'd be planning the assassination of Kaya and Suzaku... but there's a time and a place for holding grudges. This one? He thinks he should let go for now.

He can be seen outside an apartment in Level Two, taking out a bunch of *BTSB merchandise and putting them by a table. Some younger Prismals pass by and look at his wares— some jackets, t-shirts, posters, keychains, and the like. To anyone who passes by, he smiles graciously and gestures to the table where his stuff are. ]

Perhaps you'd like to buy something? I'm afraid all this has made me run out of money.

[ OR catch him as he's bringing out a Suzaku body pillow to add to his collection! He does this some time after he's sold some stuff. It's a rather big and heavy pillow.......... it looks like it could crush him! ]

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i - THE RIGHT STUFF

[So, loud. It's ironic given his name, but Soundwave doesn't have an opinion about music, positive or negative, but this song being played virtually everywhere is getting annoying.

While he's already tuned out the music in his head, he's still an empath and he could feel the emotions in the air growing strong. The fans are just as annoyingly loud. It isn't feasible for him to stay in his room any longer, the city.

That being said, going out is a bit of an ordeal, the hyperactive fans are gathered around a stall, blocking streets, clawing at each other for some merch. Out in his avatar, a hand is clutching his head, as he drags his legs down the street to Greatmoon's Groves, wobbling side to side, drunken-like almost. The strong emotions in the air are already making him dizzy, and that's why he avoids getting into the rowdy *BTSB fans crowd- their emotions feel strongest when he's in any group of people. And the other reason is he doesn't want to get dragged into any of this.

He just needed to find a quiet place to stay, away from all this.]

ii - STEP BY STEP; At the concert (cw: mild dubcon)

[It's impossible not to hear about the band (which to this day he doesn't bother learning the name of) upcoming concert, thanks to their multiple broadcasting. However, ever since their song first started playing, he... notices some oddities.

He suspected there's more going than meets the eye, so that's why he attended the concert... After procuring earplugs, of course, just for his own sanity. It's no easy feat to get in but he manages in the end. Again, using his holomatter avatar for this. Wearing a purple hoodie over his head and a blue shirt, he even has a glowstick in hand, just to blend himself with the group.

The moment the stage begins, there's something wrong. The crowd seated around him sits still as if they're all are under the effect of something. Lucky him for those earplugs. And when Tarn takes center stage, that's when it dawned on him that there's something very wrong going on here. His chroma is lowering.

Soundwave turns to those seated next to him, looking like they're about to fall over.]

Close y- [Scrap, he cuts himself by shutting his lips, a bit more Chroma lost leaving his lips. He gets what he needs to do, and he doesn't like it. Still looking over to the person next to him, he grabs both their cheeks, before leaning in for a kiss.

He'll apologize after this, feeling a tiny bit of guilt, but it's for their own good.]

iii - HANGIN’ TOUGH

[It's time to bring that cult to justice again. Soundwave is among the volunteers, in his robot form, of course, determined to seek the Sinless he had once fought before.

Like last time, he tries not to kill any of his enemies here, even if he has the ability to squash every single cultist under his metal foot. He'll just knock out anyone h finds or those foolish enough to lunge at him.

If he sees anyone in danger of a terrible blow or a sneak attack, he'll stand in the way, the sound of metal hitting metal reverberates. He'll spare a glance to the person he just saved, to determine the state they're in, before dealing with the cultist in front of him.]

iv - Aftermath

[After all that mess is dealt with, Soundwave can finally rest easy. His mind can finally have some peace in the city.

He can be seen, in his robot form, on the calm and serene green gardens of Level Two. He sits on a bed of grass, surrounded by small woodland creatures, playing around or climbing on his metallic body. His own pet cat, a rainbow-colored furball, is among the animals playing with the others.]

Yet another trouble solved in this world. I can only hope next month we do not have to deal with another.

[It's just trouble after trouble after trouble with Prismatica. If anyone happens to catch Soundwave in the act, he may welcome the company. He won't, however, accept to being made fun of talking to his animal friends, even if all the little critters can reply is with their animal sounds... He misses his casetticon friends.]

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A.

He hated this song. God he really hated this song. At least that's what he kept telling himself, every time it came up and wormed its way into his ears. He didn't even understand half of the references within the lyrics anyway, having no honest concept of what social media even was, or how it worked. Pining after crushes was a luxury Lio did not have for pretty much any of his life.

Of course he had the luxury now, and the pleasant thoughts that were associated with just the idea of entertaining a crush (his crush) were hard to pass up. So eventually that stupid song had worked its way into his head so horribly that yeah, he did find himself humming along to it unconsciously every now and again. When cooking dinner, when taking a walk, when stopping by the convenience store for a few groceries, when taking his late night smoke break...

"Damnit," Lio growled under his breath, cutting himself off yet again, face turning bright red as he realized he'd started humming it right in front of someone else. "Sorry. Ignore that. I swear I can't stand that song."

B.

Lio had thought right away when the broadcasts had started everywhere that this had all gotten a little out of hand, hadn't it? But it wasn't until the vibe at the very beginning of the event had started off so utterly devoid of all that built up hype and excitement that Lio realized something was terribly wrong.

And people all around him on the streets were falling into a trance, and before he knew it, were having the very life force sucked out of them, siphoned like tanks of gasoline. Shit. Shit!

The ex-burnish will go to grab at anyone he possibly thinks he can reach up to and save. He reaches deep within himself for something that still isn't there but he doesn't care, he doesn't know how to do anything else -

And he will plant his lips over the victim's, open-mouthed, softly but desperately, breathing his own Chroma into their mouth to try and stop the process. Though it's intense and sincere, there's no real romance in the gesture. It will feel more like a rescue maneuver, reminiscent of mouth-to-mouth CPR.

The first time this works, he will move on to the next victim and do the same, showing a preference for those who seem on the verge of collapse.

"Can you stand?? Can you breathe?? You!" If he sees someone who isn't affected or is on the verge of recovering, he'll point to them demandingly. "You're still on your feet, follow my lead!"

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I.A ALL IN MY HEAD

[ Having basically come from a world where musicians are evil, Shogo expected this to happen. Like, he actually prepared for this. It would be funny if it weren't awful.

He'd bought earplugs for this very reason, and in his mind the musicians must be connected to what's trapping them here, so despite all logic he makes his way to the concert, hoping to stop whatever madness is no doubt going to ensue. Unlike in his world though, the people here don't become violent and attack. Shogo had his giant revolver ready and everything, what's the deal? ]

What the hell is this...?

[ He puts his powers away, the thorn in his heart receding along with the gun in his hand. This place has to be digital, right? The music is clearly doing this? ]

Hey, can you hear me? [ He'll just walk up to the first person he can find. Maybe if he raises his voice, he can drown out the music. ] Blink twice if you can hear me!

I.B YOU GOT IT

[ Piggybacking on the previous prompt, let's just say later in the night, either through some Prismatic intervention or what, Shogo loses his earplugs and falls under the spell of Lecter's song. He doesn't exactly look at home at this concert in the first place, but he especially doesn't once he crumples to the ground in pain. ]

II. DON'T GO BREAKING MY HEART

So I hear that things go to hell every month in this place. Is it always music-based or is this a new thing?

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▶ i feel in heaven when i look in your eyes (the right stuff)

[ A — marianne has never been one for shopping or buying more things than she really needs, but like most people, she's been swept up along the *BTSB craze—something she'll likely regret later, but right now it's all about finding merch of kaya. it's not that easy, however, as things usually turn out with marianne, ]

... Th-That much? [ these prices, though??? wild. marianne looks at the plush of kaya on display, standing up on her tiptoes to get a better look above all the other fans inside the store. there's a price tag attached to it: likely not an arm and a leg, but for a new arrival like her, it's a little painful. ] I guess I'll pass on it.

[ ugh, she needs to be responsible! but even as she turns to leave, she finds herself wanting to glance back at it anyway. life is hard going from being a noble to being poor.

B — but when she does finally get a hold of it, her excitement is unmistakable, a wide smile blooming on her face as she holds it close. while other fans have started blaring *BTSB's latest hit and breaking out into the choreography, marianne joins in at a less exuberant pace, swaying to the beat. but hey, her footwork is actually pretty decent? who knew. ]

▶ you've got me hypnotized (step by step)

[ though she was at home watching the concert with her roommates, once things started getting hectic, marianne decides to venture outside to help, unable to just sit idly by knowing that people are in danger. but before any of that, she makes a beeline to the cat cafe, just to make sure the cats are safe... and maybe say hi to a few of them before getting back on track to the amphitheater.

anyway.

maybe you're having trouble moving around, or like, not moving at all. or maybe you just really want someone to compliment your outfit today, which, you know. valid, tbh, she knows how much that *BTSB hoodie cost, and those shoes too. she'll be sure to comment on them. regardless, she'll be there to support you, helping you up and moving you to the side away from the traffic at the exit, checking for any injuries. ]

How are you feeling? If you live close by, I can walk you back.

▶ mr. dj keep playing this song for me (wildcard)

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A. 2/25 ★ Merch Envy (The Right Stuff, General)
[ Taichi just got here and he's not great at talking to girls and is kind of oblivious to the fact that his obsession with guys' muscles, or that his first crush was a guy (who knows if he'll ever figure that one out) even if he's much more comfortable hanging around them. So naturally, despite that he wants a bam box to listen to BTSB at top volume, he can't afford anything because not a lot of moonlacing has happened for him yet.

Perhaps your character is shopping for their own merch that they can afford. Perhaps they look at the window right next to the merch, where Taichi's face is squished against the glass looking through the window at what he wants. ]

B. 2/26 ★ Jizzed in my pants (The Right Stuff, A | NSFW, but probably funny)
[ Taichi hasn't had to deal with this problem in public before. Suddenly, a boner, just because he was listening to some music while he was walking to his destination!! He looks positively mortified and almost bowls over anyone in his way to run into the nearest bathroom stall. ]

Sorry!

[ He definitely sounds panicked and that was definitely a squeakily screamed apology. ]

{ ooc note: this is probably just gonna be comedic but if you want anything to happen in the future, taichi is under 18 so opt in here. I can't promise he won't pass out if a stranger tries anything though. }

C. 2/27 ★ Popularity Poll - TEXT
[ After the Incident with his Man Reaction to the music that's.. frankly everywhere, Taichi has been staying indoors for a bit and focusing on like, getting his life together here. He can't stay jobless forever, so he's filling out job applications and research the various acting opportunities here and trying to steel himself for the inevitable moonlacing he'll someday need to do. He needs to work on his flirtation technique even more now doesn't he?? Their concert is announced, so hopefully it will calm down after that!

In the meantime, Taichi posts to the network with a question for his personal research: ]

I'm doing popularity research!

What kind of traits do you look for in people you're really into?

[ He's an expert in popularity practice in Japan, but different things are popular here! Besides being BTSB fans, he has to find his own niche! Research time! ]

D. 4/X ★ Wildcard
[ Throw a top-level at me or contact me, I'm happy to write one! Taichi is brand new so he can't afford concerts and isn't going to go fight a war, so he'll be avoiding that whole scene. I'm happy to write prompts outside of the event too! LMK. taylotjelly#4556 on discord or

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i - the right stuff

[Are you in line for some Kaya merch? Best be prepared for one fox woman in a highschool outfit, clawing her way through the line, obviously swept by *BTSB craze. Servant strength is superhuman, so... uh, sorry for anyone on the receiving end of her elbow.

She's definitely not going to be sorry, she wants that Kaya plushie on display. Bit expensive but she can just simply moonlace.]

Outta the way! That plushies mine!

ii - the right stuff; nsfw

[Suzuka is humming to *BTSB's newest hit as she's walking down the sidewalk to a cafe, pleased with . But then, some sort of electrifying sensation runs up her spine, her hands between her hips, and falls to her knees.]

A-Aaah-!!!

[Her face is beet red, expression absolutely mortified. Her skirt is stained, no thanks to her never wearing panties ever, but this is public indecency she doesn't approved of.]

iii - the concert

[That was... some accident. But never mind, she's gonna forget that ever happened! Right now, there's that concert she's excited about!

Having clawed her way through the crowd, Suzuka has secured a seat. She's wearing something hip and cool, leather jacket, red tanktop, ripped jeans, and sunglasses. Very cool, she'll fit right in with the cool kids.

With glowsticks in hand, anticipation building, and when it starts... huh? The music blasting from the speakers is foreign to her ears. Something is very wrong here. Her body won't listen to her anymore, still and frozen. When Tarn's incantation starts, she can feel a strange sensation, like something is leaving her body. Her Chroma is leaving her body! She doesn't like what's happening, but damn it she needs help.]

iv - sinless hideout

[Unforgivable. As soon as Suzuka is back to her senses, she's pissed, and she's extra pissed upon learning that the musicians are with the Sinless, a cult she had a run-in with. The last time she dealt with them, there weren't any hard feelings involved, but now it's personal. They wronged her; she doesn't like losing control of herself and having her life sucked out of her.

She's among the volunteers, and goes gungho at the Sinless's hideout, a katana summoned in her hand and two others floating by her side.

She killed these cultists before and she'll do it again. Hair, face, and shirt stained with blood splatter from her little slaughter, driving her katana through an unfortunate cultist's stomach with a cold look in her eyes.]

Serves you right! [Bleh~ She sticks her tongue out before turning to the nearest person she sees with a grin.] You hangin' alright?

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▶ A. I Stan(d) For Them (Lyrically caused erections optional)
[At first, Kashuu thought BTSB's music isn't that bad. But eventually, the more he hear their songs and see their faces, the more they grow on him. To the point where their latest hit is practically ingrained in him from how much he listens to it.

From overhearing it being played on devices, to some of his favourite stores playing it as their background music and finding himself looking it up on his device. Wow, it's that catchy? Okay, maybe he can admit that.

So he bought his first merch. And another, and another... until he find himself lining up outside of a shop selling limited merch. They haven't open... yet. But there's a sizable number of fans, from all shapes and sizes, but the intense focus in their eyes are the same. Strong resolve to get the merch first.

Kashuu can admire that, however... if he wants to get through this, he must strategise. He looks at the person behind him.]

Hey, how about we help each other out? From one fellow shopper to another.

[The loudspeaker for this shop starts to play that song, although there's an interesting lyric being sung in it to Kashuu's ears. Was it always like that?

Alternatively, the shop opens and there's a mad rush as the crowd, no, a herd of enthusiastic fans rush through the doors. The poor employees try their best to shepherd them, but they're overwhelmed. Kashuu's weaving his way through, using his slim frame and speed to slip through. Somewhat, he did get pushed, shoved and elbowed.]

Hey, hey! Watch it-ow!

[Despite saying all that, Kashuu looks ready to claw (metaphorically, since it's not his moon right now) his way towards his prize. All while BTSB's song is playing over the loudspeaker.]

▶ Battle Royale
[However, the limited merch sale was nothing compared to the wild chaos outside of the theatre. BTSB's concert is here, and the fans are all outright fighting with and over each other on their way inside. Did they get seats for their tickets? It doesn't matter, as long they're inside with their beloved BTSB as loyal NAVY.

As much as Kashuu find himself enjoying their music, he didn't get any tickets to the show. And honestly, he's minding his own business. He can always watch the show online, after all?

Except the fanatic chaos reach the streets near the Elaran Amphitheater, where he also happens to be around. And frankly, to cut to the chase, Kashuu find himself in the middle of it. Well, technically near the edge of the chaos. That's how big the fanatic fights have grown.

Kashuu wouldn't draw his blade, but he can knock people out. Even his sheathed sword can whack people!]

Back off, you wouldn't want to mess with me.

[Are you an obsessed fan, or another poor fool stuck among fans? Or maybe just a battle thirsty warrior.]

▶ Baby Don't Break Me
[Somehow, he find himself at the theatre anyway. And well, so much happened, the group turns out to be shifty when they try to steal chroma. Kashuu was watching on his device, until that scene got him worried enough to come to the concert area.

Until he heard Lecter's song, conveyed more clearly from his decive. Kashuu stumble over his steps from the sudden pain and his legs cramping up. And it's spreading throughout his body, forcing him to his knees from sheer pain.]

Argh!

[Kashuu felt pain and injuries before, but none of them were anything like this. Those were external wounds, this is... internal? Whatever it is, he hates it. He try to force himself to his feet, only to barely suppress a pained cry in his throat.]

Shit...

[This is so not cute at all.]

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A) STEP BY STEP

A1)

[Though LB wasn't quite as much of a fanatic as many of the people around the city, she couldn't deny that she didn't have any interest at all. In her ever present struggle to fit in, she may have fell into the wiki trap of reading through the history of *BTSB and watched a few videos out of curiosity. Then, because of her knack to pick up solo dances weirdly fast, she may have taught herself some of Lecter's dances (because Suzaku's moves were way too complicated for her, okay).

So, while she hears about the huge concert, LB knows better than to try to get tickets to the actual venue - the real big fans were crazy, even by her standards and she wasn't about to enter that bloodbath. So instead, she hangs out at a railing on one of the upper floors of a mall that was showing video of the concert on a huge screen in the middle of the main area.

When the show starts out in an unfamiliar language, LB looks on confused as her brain tries to figure out just what language it was. However, even if another of her talents were in linguistics, she really had no clue at all. However, as Tarn starts chanting, LB doesn't have long to muse much longer on languages as she's soon catatonic from the effect of it. With how closely she's wavering by the railing, someone might want to redirect her from that edge soon...]

[[I don't have a dance partner for this prompt, but only one person for this, please!]]

A2)

[She manages to get out of the trance, some way or another. However, as she's trying to tread down the nearby escalator, she's not looking at the screen as the person she had copied so many dances from took the stage. By the time she realizes he's singing, though, it's too late as she's already feeling her legs cramp up. Gripping onto the escalator's hand rails, she's lucky enough to be escorted to the ground floor, but after that she swears loudly when trying to step off the ladder.

Hanging onto a signpost nearby, she calls out to someone nearby.]

Hey, eheheh! This is embarrassing, but... can you help me? I'm, uh. I'm having trouble moving around.

[[Just one person for this one too, please!]]

B) HANGIN’ TOUGH

[The instant she heard that *BTSB was affiliated with a cult, any shred of affection she might have had for the group evaporated because of all she had to endure at the hands of a different cult. It didn't matter if it wasn't the same one, as far as she was concerned, cults just existed to make everyone's lives miserable and the world was better without them. It was just unfortunate that with the LIFE suits required to cross the terrain, she wouldn't be able to bring her Octopus suit. It would have been so easy to splatter the walls with their blood with her tentacles, but it just wasn't meant to be, it seemed.

For as hesitant as she was to go forth without it, though, LB couldn't ignore the possibility that this might be the one chance she could get against any sort of cultist. She never had the chance, in her ruined youth, and this was probably the closest she was going to get now. Maybe it wouldn't make her less fucked up now, but goddamn did it sound good to put a few bullets in some cultists regardless.

LB knows, however, that even with a gun, she was probably weaker than many of the people who tagged along in this mission. So, she mostly hangs behind whoever she's grouped up with to not get in their way, occasionally letting off a short stream of bullets from her submachine gun to finish off anyone in her sights. As the battle with the cultists rage on, the nanomachines within her stimulate a combat high within her, which only fuels her compulsive laughter into something more hysterical as she travels through the rooms.

In spite of that, though, she manages to pull off a flank to get behind one of Tarn's fans, who was getting dangerously close to her battle partner. She wasn't a supposed master of stealth for nothing. In any case, be prepared to be dazzled as LB suddenly... hugs them from behind? Perhaps it might look odd from the first glance, but from the crazed look in her expression and how the person in her grasp seemed to be slowly weakening, it seemed like hugging was actually a valid option in her combative repertoire.]

What are you staring at, hahahaha? [Her gaze darkens as she tightens her hold on the superfan.] There's no need to worry. Eeheeheehee... they won't be around for very much longer.

[This was the part of her she desperately tried to hide from the world, in her normal, day-to-day life. However, a combination of the endorphins and adrenaline injected into her system in times of battle mixed with her mindset not completely healed meant that she wouldn't be able to hide it forever. Particularly because all cultists needed to die, as far as she was concerned.]

C) WILDCARD

[Want her to kiss your character out of a trance instead? Or perhaps help them out of any of the other incantations? No problem! She won't mind it too much, really. Or maybe you'd like to do something lighthearted and get some BTSB dance competitions in? LB doesn't care about the merchandise, she just wants to dance!]

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I. CROWD WOES

[As a newcomer to Prismatica and someone who is presently of rather modest means, Lilias hasn’t been intending to attend *BTSB’s upcoming concert. Despite the almost rabid enthusiasm of the local populace, she figures that such an expenditure of her money and time is, at present, better deferred in favour of some more productive use of an evening.

Still, impulse drives Lilias to visit the venue as the day of the concert arrives. It’s been so long since she was able to attend a concert, and despite the strangeness of the native music, the energy of the songs infects her unwittingly with enthusiasm that she hasn’t felt in years. Surely a quick look would be fine. If the tickets turn out to be more affordable than expected, she might even indulge a little and purchase one.

The situation on the street in front of the venue is rather more chaotic than she was expecting. Even despite the obvious differences between this place and her homeland, she’d been envisioning less rabid excitement and, frankly, less violence. It only takes a couple times of someone shoving heedlessly past and rocking her chair on its wheels before she reevaluates her decision to investigate and decides that this scene isn’t for her.]

[She’s not quite at the point of retrieving her cane from its spot at the rear of her chair and using it to prod people out of her way… but the look in her eye indicates that she’s considering it.]

II. ENCHANTING PERFORMANCE

[She decides to split the difference when it comes to going out and enjoying the concert, finding a relatively uncrowded little bar and a seat with a good view of the broadcast, which is predictably playing on screens in just about every establishment in the city. This is more like it― a nice drink, a remote but completely acceptable view of the musical performance, and no frothing fans shoving into her or screaming in her ear. Lilias leans comfortably in her seat, contentedly engaged in the novelty of watching a concert remotely via “television.”

She’s so engaged, in fact, that she doesn’t even notice the enchantment take hold over the entire bar as the quartet performs their first song of the evening. She’s utterly entranced, fingers listless on the stem of her wine glass, her bird still and glassy-eyed next to her.]

III. MIRROR MIRROR

[She hadn’t realised how borderline impossible the music was to escape until it was literally imperative that she do so. The tavern is well behind her, but even on the city streets it’s difficult to avoid hearing the music blasted from bars and outdoor screens. Lilias makes her way as quickly as she’s able away from the busier parts of town, but it’s impossible to keep her ears covered while she does so when she needs her hands to steer. Before she’s made it two blocks, she’s distracted from her purpose by a more pressing thought that worms its way into her consciousness along with the sound of Rasha’s voice.

Namely that it is intolerable how oblivious everyone around her is, how their preoccupation with themselves is keeping every single one from giving her the recognition she deserves. She may not hold status in this world, but it should be clear even from a glance just how resplendent her august self is. It’s frankly insulting that not a single person around her has so much as nodded in her direction.]

[Grabbing her cane from where it was stowed, she holds it across the path of an individual who’s just about to walk past her, demanding their attention.]

IV. WILDCARD

[If you fancy threading something else, I’d love to hear your ideas! Lilias is more than available to swoop in and assist others in need of aid later on during the evening. I’m also happy to do threads that take place before or after concert night, although Lilias will not be heading out to the Nothing on this particular occasion. Feel free to message me on Discord at Sporelett#9699, or plurk me at

Sporelett.]

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