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*Audibly gasps*
I have always wanted to do this!
*Claps my hands to the song, which causes Gio's heartrate to sync up with the beat*
I cannot believe you're doing this!
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*Audibly gasps*
I have always wanted to do this!
*Claps my hands to the song, which causes Gio's heartrate to sync up with the beat*
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*While the projectiles may not have had a pattern upon initial firing, they seem obligated by some outside force have their strikes at me timed with the music, allowing me to leap between and off them equally as rhythmically*
But the people love it, Joe! You’re a natural!
*Throws my hands up as a massive array of pyrotechnics is let off, sending the crowd into an uproar chanting “Joe” repeatedly*
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Ha!
*Grips my hand over the gun so that the palm blocks the barrel, and, regardless of your own pulling of the trigger, the gun fires into my hand in time with a beat drop as the crowd roars. I grin and wag a finger at you, before rapidly spinning around and kicking you in the gut*
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Don’t worry about that.
*Leaps gracefully into the air, flipping once as I pass through the barrier, and lands on it near you. The low rumblings of an electric guitar sound from the stage’s speakers while the crowd cheers, as though knowing what to anticipate*
I’m right here.
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*As the song starts to play, each strum of the guitar seems to whip both of you with a phantom concussive strike with no direction*
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*A massive array of weaponry makes itself visible from the shifting underside of the concert, training itself on the mountainside of the base*
*Phases back into the main area*
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*The crowd roars in excitement at the first attack, and I snap my fingers as the speakers around center stage begin to play what sounds like drums at the start of a song*
Could have fooled me. You’re dressed like you live in a box.
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Sure, say that. But you don’t get popular by killing your audience. Where’s yours?
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*Presses my hands against my chest*
Insulted you'd say such a thing.
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*Lowers my hand so that I am pointing at you*
None of you can take any action to hurt the commonfolk present today.