堀川波鼓

To: spontaneous music enthusist

From: März

[txt]: ahh-- a pleasure to mee...t your acquaintance miss horikawa!

[txt] erm..the only bands I could personally recommend is music from The Hush Sound, Queen  and music by Kenshi Yonezu and nano, cover songs that Sam Tsui does...and pieces by Beethoven.

[txt] mm...I...I don’t know i’m cute??? To be...honest really.

To: ??? From: Lisa Lisa Subject: Re: yo

To: Raiko Horikawa From: Benben Tsukumo Subject: No

To: ??? From: Lisa Lisa Subject: Re: yo

[text:] I don’t really listen to music. Sorry.

To: !?!!?

From: März

[txt]: um

[txt]: who is this

To: ??? From: Lisa Lisa Subject: Re: yo

"Of course I don’t mind," she replied with sincerity as that was a correct thing to do. After all, it was an audition for bands only certain people would get in right? So for a fair competition, comparison between vocals and/or self-played instrumentals was needed. 

Raiko headed back to the booth continuing her rambling. "But to be honest, using 'nasty' is a bit of an overstatement! You have wonderful vocal control for someone your age! I bet you had some wonderful instructors in the past! Unless it's natural talent?~"

With that, the musician shut the door to the booth. Instead of moving forward, she leaned back on the door, sighing. To believe the vocalist actually agreed! The offer to listen to her own voice was nothing more than Raiko's own selfishness. As soon as the audition was over, she'd have to let the woman leave. But to let someone as beautiful as her out of her grasp would be a shame, a pure shame! She wanted to play with her more and more, like a child playing with their new toy on Christmas morning.

Eventually, she moved ahead, to a small console next to the mixer. A few button presses later, and Luka's singing voice engulfed the studio. With a bit of attention, one would realize it was coming from the monitors scattered around the floor.

Alpha: How have you au’d your character to fit the setting?

Beta: Does your character live in Kairos or Palaria? Is there a reason for you choosing the place that you have? 

Gamma: In terms of regaining memories, what’s the one thing you can’t wait for your character to get back?

Delta: Is your character’s profession different than it was in canon? If so, what is it? 

Epsilon: Do you feel like your character is living a better life now that they’re au’d, or did they lead a better life in their original universe.

Zeta: Does your character have a specific place they like to spend their time at?

Eta: Where’s their least favorite place to go and the reason why they dislike going there?

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

Her smile widened slightly as she watched Raiko set up the mic and the mic stand very quickly. This felt so legit; Luka was feeling pretty happy about this. After all, Raiko was nice and helpful and the studio itself seemed like a very cozy place to be in.

 “Haha, right,” she responded with a slight flush on her cheeks from the embarrassment and maybe just the level of excitement she felt (which maybe caused her body temperature to go up at the very slightest). Luka looked around for signals of when she could start—which was given to her pretty quickly.

But it didn't seem like that was necessary. The woman's voice was wonderful! Mature, but not too sexy, with a sort of soft feel to it at the same time. Her voice would work perfectly for certain songs, but for others...

She wasn’t sure if she was nervous about that or not, though.

In all reality, she did want to turn to the young lady and inform her that there was no need for warm ups, that she could perform just as swell if she did not. It would only be a borderline ignominious lie, however, and there was more than plenty reason within her to allow her vocal chords to vibrate and produce incomplete lyrics if only for a few minutes.

"Simply crying is just so easy, but the sadness won’t wash away. This love, even this parting, was, after all, my decision…" The pitch was definitely off, but not to the point where she would cringe. It was acceptable enough.

"Can I start."

Well, here she was judging without really listening to the girl's best! How rude of her. She raised the levels just a bit, adjusting the EQ as she saw fit from the small preview she was given.

Usual words chanted from the drum mascot, red hues intensely eyed on the screen and woman while the beats flashed across the rhythm bar. Everything was happening so fast in a blink of an eye, she feared that once she looked away she would’ve missed the whole action. She watched the red bar gradually increase until it almost reached the end, a small crowd of different characters forming on the bottom to cheer for the player. Red, blue, red, red, blue, blue, blue, red, blue- how was she getting all of this? The beats were so perfect, she hardly noticed the missed ones from paying close attention to the sound of plastic sticks thwacking against the drum. How this person was able to coordinate each movement by using each and every side of the instrument, it was simply incredulous to her.

Could this mean once she was able to get a few lessons from the redhead, then she could become a professional like her? Like most adults have told her, however, she knew that time and patience will always be involved in achieving something. Though perhaps there might be an exception, or not. Oh well, practice makes perfect and as dreadful as it sounded, it must be worth it eventually.

The song ending on a marvelous beat, she payed no regards to the score and clapped in astonishment. Dazzled, there weren’t enough words for her to describe the other’s performance. All she could say was one thing.

"Taiko god!" Brows lightly furrowed at the other, hands quickly grabbed the other set of sticks meant for second players. Without a doubt, she was ready to learn whenever she was. Hesitation subdued and prevented her from getting too worked up though, a look of uncertainty glancing at Raiko. 

"Thanks, thanks! I try!" Raiko laughed. She exited out of the score screen and turned back to see the young girl holding her sticks eagerly. Before Raiko could say any words of encouragement, she turned to her, a serious look on her face. The drummer could only chuckle at the girl's words, not out of pity, but out of understanding.

"One day, if you put the effort into it. It took me a few years of practice to get this good. But I did that all by myself, you know. I didn't have another person telling me how to play right." She gave the young brunette a thumbs up. "But you got me, so you'll probably learn tons faster!"

She returned her attention to the game and chose the easiest song in the tracklist: an opening to an extremely popular kid's show, and chose normal difficulty for the both of them. Luckily, this song was so simple that playing it on normal was both easy and a helpful learning tool.

"Alright, before we start, lemme give you some simple advice. This game's all about listening to the beat. The most important part is that. Don't worry too much about the notes onscreen: they go right along with that. Remember, red is in the drum, like this-" The drummer made a motion, miming a tap on the center drum. "And blue is on the edge, like this-" She once again mimed hitting the drum, this time on the edge. "The big notes are the same as the little ones. It doesn't matter where you hit, just as long as it matches the color. Everything else, you just hit whatever. And always remember to alternate hands no matter what note you hit."