Find Your Inner Musik

Before Morning Comes

Looks like a cinnamon bun but can actually kill you: Wa-kun, Tchaiko, bąda, Kanae

Looks like a cinnamon bun, is a cinnamon bun: Chopin, Mozart, schubert

Looks like they can kill, will actually kill you: Bach

Sinnamon bun: lizst

You know what, having the right teacher is SO. DAMN. IMPORTANT.

I’ve been so lucky with my teachers - mostly. My first one was shite but tbf she was a horn player so I have no idea what she was doing teaching me trumpet.

She was patronising and made me feel totally inadequate, I only learnt with her for 2 terms (semesters) and thank god I switched because I don’t think I’d still be playing if I stuck with her, even though I was fairly good for a beginner.

I knew my second teacher already as he directed a concert band I was in where I played sax. I started lessons with him and we hit it off SO DARN WELL, he taught me for four years and got me through all my graded exams. He was so supportive and although he may not have been the best teacher, he was just what I needed at the time and he inspired me to work harder and made me believe in myself (I think he regards this as one of his greatest achievements because damn I thought I was so terrible for the longest time and it was v v v difficult to convince me otherwise). After I was rejected from music college he advised that I find tuition elsewhere, as he didn’t know how to help me progress further as his area of expertise isn’t really in classical music. This was v v emotional for me because he’d helped me SO MUCH.

I found my current teacher through a friend (who is an extremely good trumpet player) and we also clicked really really well (this is rare for me, I am a very anxious person and find it really hard to connect). She is probably the entire reason I got into college this year and I owe her so much. With my previous teacher, we got on really well, but we never really worked on technique or anything other than exams (i have a big issue with graded examinations in music). My new teacher has literally turned my playing around and ugh she’s just such a legend and I’m so grateful to her. She has so many connections, which is a must if you want to make it in the music industry. She also warned me off a potential teacher (her ex-teacher) because there were some nasty rumours about him that I hadn’t heard (sexual assault kind of thing) and ugh I just love her what an absolute ledge

Wagner: That's okay buddy. We're from the union.

Mitsuru: The Union?

Wagner: We represent the workers in all scientific industries, both evil and benign.

Mitsuru: Oh, oh- right.

Wagner: Are you feeling at all degraded or oppressed?

Mitsuru: Uh, a little. We don't even have dental.

Disclaimer: I actually have two versions of the same person and the elder version is basically the second one I had in mind, I need time to create the profile for the younger version of him, anyway enjoy!

Physical features:

— Hair colour: Silver white, kept in a short military cut

— Eye colour: Amber orange, switches to Vermillion Red in Musik

— Complexion: Mediterranean

— Height: 170 cm

— Weight: 65 kg

Short description:

— The older and mature version of the known maestro. The music producer and director of Apéras—a rival faction of Arkhé and the series’ deuteroganist. A sleek and far more elegant maestro with some noting that he is the perfect ClassicaLoid, but he well have to comment on that.

Loid/Non-Loid specifics:

— Loid Number: ????

— Active Loid?: Yes

— Musik summon: Resurrect, Musik of Mine!

— Baton specifics: The initial form is akin to a walking stick with a horsehead as handle (note 1★ Caster’s walking stick in the Travel CE). The full form of which is a slender ebony wrapped in a silver helix, capped with silver on the end (note a magician’s walking stick) with the handle end form into a helix cage with an uncut cinnabar gem as centrepiece

Colour coordinates: Purple Heart and Silver

Forms (Musik):

— Head accessories/Hats: Deep purple heart tricorn lined with silver leaflets

— Upper garments: Cream coloured Chinese collared blouse with frilled sleeves lined in purple heart on the edge. Deep black waistcoat, fitted to his figure. Lavander scarf held in place with a golden pocketwatch with rococo leaf details on the cover

— Lower garments: Purple heart slacks

— Coats: Deep purple heart Inverness coat with silver lined rococo swirls (forming a visible rococo swirl designed wings on the coat’s upper flairs at the back)

— Shoes: Black Oxfords

— Other kinks in clothing: Cream coloured gloves lined with silver rococo swirls (with each wing on the back of the hand). One gold ring on left pinky, adorned with cinnabar cabochon. Wears a brooch on left portion of the coat shaped in three ruby cabochons of various vibrancies (vivid red is the biggest with an asterism of six, medium red is the second biggest and dark red as the smallest, think of Bach’s brooches but round and red) supported in silver.

Forms (Civilian):

— Head accessories/Hats: Wears grey Fedora hats once outside

— Upper garments: Pinstripe white polo shirt, red leather suspenders, red ascot tie secured with a mock-up Legion of Honour cross. Usually keeps sleeves rolled up until the elbows

— Lower garments: Grey slacks

— Coats: Grey business suit

— Shoes: Brown Loafers

— Other kinks in clothing: Wears thin framed rounded rectangular glasses, a golden wristwatch on his left wrist, does carry a notebook and pen in his person, simple gold band ring on his pinky.

Wagner: I did. I broke it.

Kanae: No. No you didn't. Motz?

Mozart: Don't look at me. Look at Beeths.

Beethoven: What? I didn't break it.

Mozart: Huh. That's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Beethoven: Because it's sitting right in front of us, and it's broken.

Mozart: ...Suspicious.

Beethoven: No! It's not!

Bada: If it matters, probably not, but Tchaiko was the last one to use it.

Tchaiko: Lair! I don't even drink that crap!

Bada: Oh? Really? Then what were you doing by the coffee machine earlier?

Tchaiko: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles, everyone knows that, Bada!

Wagner: Okay, lets not fight, I broke it, let me pay for it, sis.

Kanae: No! Who broke it!

[Silence]

Liszt: Kanae... Chopin's been awfully quiet.

Chopin: REALLY?!

Liszt: Yeah, really!

[Bickering ensues]

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*Tchaikovsky physically manifests in my house and fires two canon balls, destroying my home*