d0mestically: (If this is our last hope)
β€œSimon” | PL600 ([personal profile] d0mestically) wrote2020-05-03 06:40 pm

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The perfect song is framed with silence
It speaks of places never seen
Your home's a promise long forgotten
It is the birthplace of
your dreams






electrauma: (Inside they might feel sad and wrong)

/coincidentally makes a Strokes reference

[personal profile] electrauma 2020-06-08 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Despite being the more reserved one, he does sing more than the audience probably knows. With how they can alter their vocals, they're often asked who does the singing in this or that song. (It doesn't matter, not to them.)

A red circle with a slash blinks on his screen as he shakes his head, indicating that the singing isn't an issue. At least, not right now.

He waves his free hand to indicate that it's something else, while giving Simon's a squeeze. He already trusts the other on fixing the present issue. #2's issue has to with the past - something that cannot simply be fixed like an unplugged modular synthesizer or damaged voice box, even. He hesitates on what to convey next. He could have just nodded and let it go, but the fact that he didn't means he ought to talk about it. Of all times for him to lose his voice...

Even if he already regained his vocals, he can't find the words. The facts are simple. He just needs to describe what happened. Why is it so difficult?

With his free hand, he taps the side of his helmet.]


"Hard to explain."