When In Doubt, Improv! [Chiyoko & Ichigo | Invite]

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So these riots have been....something, for sure...she was actually making friends with people, most of which she would probably push away otherwise. Getting closer to one person she was very ruthlessly and actively pushing away for her own sake and couldn't help but soften her edge a bit after all they'd went through. Especially when she tried to lie about how all she wanted was a cellphone from Musutafu since Tokyo was a total shit show. Unable to communicate at all digitally has been nothing but a constant uphill struggle and she'd been getting lost so much more than usual. Yeah, sure, one of the reasons was I need to get a new phone, but the biggest thing was her desire to find her brother, Noritaka.

Chiyoko just wanted to check everywhere she could with a big part of her hoping and praying that he was here where it was much safer. With how the government saw U.A as their baby, of course this place wasn't hit as hard....but that made her suspicions rise that some higher chain of command knew something and wasn't sharing with the rest of the class. Less paranoia and anxiety fueled...more like, something wasn't right and this was starting to add foundation and direction to her suspicions. There wasn't anyone she could count on to help her with this, though...not enough evidence and more importantly, she wasn't about to get people she cared about involved in her own personal investigation. Even though she was thankful for Hikaru's help and knew he could hold his own, still, she wasn't going to drag him long on that.

The fact that he'd already suffered from helping her stubborn ass, how he was getting her around more safely and most importantly...understood that she needed to try and search for her brother while getting her own goddamn cellphone. Allowing herself to actually trust someone outside of Noritaka was an adjustment, but Hikaru nearly died because of her...didn't she owe him at least some honesty and showing her gratitude by not being such a raging bitch?

....yeah.

Or at least she thought so...

Bringing a hand up to her forehead, she strolled on into an alley way and found herself just staring a dumpster...that night was rough and her tired, exhausted, stupid ass nodded off...they were lucky back in Kabukicho. With a heavy sigh...the fallen idol felt like maybe she should try to do something fun while she was waiting for Hikaru to come back to pick her up since she searched a whole fucking lot of the city. Still...no sign of her brother, not even a word nor peep about him when she tried to ask. Nothing about the kids he would die for being safely brought here either...maybe she could actually confide in the blonde yakuza about how this was literally eating away at her sanity bit by bit? You know, that part of why she helped with the Blacksmith situation to any capacity was a distraction for herself while making herself useful, helpful...

....perhaps she should try to be less self destructive and find a less dangerous outlet?

Something...nice and amusing she could share with the guy who's been helping her out because he didn't want her to get murdered by rioters....

You know what...? It was time to have some fun today! Looking around, the coast was clear and a sly smile crossed her lips...with the snap of her fingers, the hard light halo appeared. "Welp, time to see if I can put that old design of myself as a dude to use...!" Reaching up to the light ring above her head, she lifted it off and away from her head before setting it in front of her.

"Ready for the REEEEEMIX?! HOSHI HOSHINO, iiiiiiit's show time!" Part of her wasn't sure if this would even work..but damn she was gonna try! Pulling her fist back, the black haired woman with bright blue eyes grinned before shattering the halo with a swift punch before the shattered pieces began glittering and coating her body, making her look like a male version of herself physically and vocally. Taking out her...er...wait...his? His, yeah...his shiny new phone, he looked upon his reflection and snickered out a snort. "Nice, I should figure out how to make this guy a proper member of the band...for now, let's test run this on the street..." With a soft hum and grin, he snapped his fingers to have the halo above his head.

Normally the USB Trident would show up with her wearable summons, but Chiyoko didn't design her halo to shift with a different look as she did with the mermaids along with those remixed editions too...hm. Good to know...so it was safe to assume Hoshi Hoshino was like her but just...a dudebro? Time to see what's crackin' with this form and if she was right or not!

A while of drifting around while still looking for Noritaka, in a way, she found herself drawn to some music and nestled himself into the crowd. As though the influence Hoshi was having upon her psychological state was acknowledging that she needed to take a goddamn break and didn't let the pilot of this summon edition disguise run herself ragged. "WOOOOOO! You got some sweet skills, sister! Rock on!" Calling out excitedly from the crowd, it seemed like when the guitar solo was done, some kid with spunk and attitude bossed her around...kinda politely? His smile faltered for a moment as Hoshi wondered what to do, exactly...this was a peculiar situation, but he also wanted to listen to the boy's request. Also wow...all these borrowed casual clothes, you know that baggy zip up hoodie, designer shirt that looked run of the mill if you didn't know jack about fashion and jeans from Hikaru fit way better now! Neat!

Humming along to the singing, before singing along, bobbing his head along to the beat...that smile returned and he clapped along to the beat, following the tempo. As Noritaka would so eloquently put it, this song slaps hard! Then as though on cue from the POPUP days of collabs, he stepped out from the crowd and popped the collar of his jacket. Tilting his chin up with a smug look as though he was ready for this "Heh, pretty face, georeodeureowa yuhaeng seonduja wonhajiman moshajanha aega tajanha~" His movement was with that of someone who once graced the stage as he sung with a hint and air of effect in his vocals, like someone remixed him on the fly somewhere. Spinning on his heel, gesturing toward himself with a grin that...apparently made some of the girls in the audience swoon...well okay then.

They still got it and Hoshi had the charisma on lock down, "You like woah~ Kali you the goat~" Giving off a wink to one of the girls who straight up squealed, he moved along in a rhythmical sense of motion, keeping up with the tempo and movement of the kid who smelled like a sweets store or something. "--nan alji, I know~. Junbihae cause I like to ball, meomchuji anha~!" For this next part, the fallen idol who found themselves singing in numerous languages as covers for fans, but not always knowing what the frick they were saying like now, he recalled the word byte being in English, so it was time to play on that a little bit, right?

Hell yeah!

"Naneun lit" As though treating the halo like the rim of a baseball cap, it went a little digitalized for a moment which seemed to match those sweet vocals, "Keuge like a bit, geugeo m̷͙̖̈́ă̸̖͕͂l̴̲̆̾ǵ̵̣̩̚o̴̥͑ ̵̨͌̽͜b̴̤̏̊ÿ̵̪͜͝ť̵͍̈e̴̛̺̙͂~!" Trailing his finger back, it went to normal, dancing along like he was some hot shit, "Mideoba keunmankeum keuge eokkaepyeogo high~" Admittedly, it was cool how even though the kid wasn't confident in his annunciation of the Korean portions, he was still backing up in English...heh, he'd make a great fit for POPUP with a bit of work! "Baekpeosenteu demobijimoshae jugyeojujanha~! Naneun boss, ganji with the sauce wonhamyeon julge~" Turning his back to the crowd with a smirk, looking over his shoulder for a moment as he pointed back toward the grey scale boy before going back to the support role of vocals and dancing smoothly transitioning along with the musical flow and beat.

[attr="class","skulloverlap"]BLOOD AS SWEET AND SUGARY AS HOENYED WORDS