[ ramuda will always be ramuda, lobelia can count on that. he thinks it's mutual too, that lobelia wouldn't change who he is for anyone or anything and that in itself is something ramuda is intensely attracted to, more than anything else. ]
Right, right! [ a beat. ]
Actually, I can just show you if ya want? A private show just for you!
[ he had said that from the beginning, but the meaning of it is different now. ]
[ whoa, his excitement... the full french, hehehe. ramuda responds to lobelia's enthusiasm like a sunflower, grinning bright and exuberant. he is a performer and one who hasn't gotten to properly put on a show in a while (well if you don't count the murder). ]
Okie-dokie! One show just for my bae coming up! [ he doesn't wanna pull away but he needs to in order to sing, so before he does he pulls him in for a deep kiss, joy on his lips and tongue. ]
Leeeeeeeeeet's go! [ he pulls out his mic from his pocket, it shimmering from a black ordinary microphone to his unique kawaii aesthetic microphone. his speakers pop up shortly after, pastel and colorful, and they oscillate between looking like candy and eyes.
since he's doing this as a show and not an attack i'm gonna say it's less candy color hell than his execution will be, but the sound that drops from the speakers still seems to distort the space of the study, it's just not entirely unpleasant. the sound is certainly unique and somehow pink in a synesthesia sense. ]
Hey, hey, bae Do you want to go hang out someplace with me? Yes, shall we dance? Making a pink love fall, without even time to dye Red and white are, you know right? What color they become when they're mixed Sing with me now Sing with me now
The path is becoming cut off The days are becoming fragmented As my consciousness fades I remember those days
I'm still stuck before another wall That I can't overcome But I have Someone who stood by me
No matter what No matter what I've started to notice now A something more important than that thing I need I'm at peace (yeah yeah)
[ he's definitely singing in 80% japanese with a mix of english and i may have cut up this song a little but shhh. ]
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Right, right! [ a beat. ]
Actually, I can just show you if ya want? A private show just for you!
[ he had said that from the beginning, but the meaning of it is different now. ]
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Oui! S'il vous plaît, faites-le!
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Okie-dokie! One show just for my bae coming up! [ he doesn't wanna pull away but he needs to in order to sing, so before he does he pulls him in for a deep kiss, joy on his lips and tongue. ]
Leeeeeeeeeet's go! [ he pulls out his mic from his pocket, it shimmering from a black ordinary microphone to his unique kawaii aesthetic microphone. his speakers pop up shortly after, pastel and colorful, and they oscillate between looking like candy and eyes.
since he's doing this as a show and not an attack i'm gonna say it's less candy color hell than his execution will be, but the sound that drops from the speakers still seems to distort the space of the study, it's just not entirely unpleasant. the sound is certainly unique and somehow pink in a synesthesia sense. ]
Hey, hey, bae
Do you want to go hang out someplace with me?
Yes, shall we dance?
Making a pink love fall, without even time to dye
Red and white are, you know right?
What color they become when they're mixed
Sing with me now
Sing with me now
The path is becoming cut off
The days are becoming fragmented
As my consciousness fades
I remember those days
I'm still stuck before another wall
That I can't overcome
But I have
Someone who stood by me
No matter what
No matter what
I've started to notice now
A something more important than that thing I need
I'm at peace (yeah yeah)
[ he's definitely singing in 80% japanese with a mix of english and i may have cut up this song a little but shhh. ]