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Who: SOME NOISEMAKERS AND YOU
Where: THE TVS, YOUR PHONE, BUT MOSTLY OUTSIDE IN THE "CITY"
When: Day 3, early morning

[there's an alert of a live! it's a very noisy one, just in case you thought to turn it off and roll back over because fuck getting up early when you had shitty reality of the idol situation dumped into your lap thanks to that game, amirite?

the camera's focused in on a certain member of BAD END=DEAD END who does not seem the least bit sorry if he's disturbed anyone's sleep. he's wearing this outfit and is also holding a chunk of a cinderblock aloft, eyeing the game tower building.]

Time to blow off some steam.

[and through a window the cinderblock goes.

it does make a satisfying smashing sound, doesn't it? well, he's not gonna stop there, moving to retrieve the block while flipping the bird for the cameras to pick up because specifically: fuck the hosts.]

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What, like just ditch out?

[Glances back at the windows, then shrugs.]

Okay, cool, let's go.

Yeah! It's a riot, not math class, you're not gonna get in trouble for not breaking stuff all day.

[shuffles him down a less glass-covered alley]

[Stops to grab the frying pan before they go, then falls in beside her, gait easy and a little crooked.]

Well yeah, but if you're ditching a riot, you're missing taking out windows. If you're ditching math, it's just formulas.

The windows and the formulas can wait when there's transformation sequences at stake! This's special!

Yeah, I gotta say, I kinda want to know how it ends up looking.

I know I said no skirts, but who even knows for sure.

Don't think you've got the legs to pull it off?

Just not my best feature, y'know?

Start taking the stairs instead of the elevator... That's the cardio my team's forcing us into, anyway.

What, for real?

For real! I'll show them who doesn't have any stamina!

Oh man, have they got it coming. You don't tell someone with a name like Nemesis they have no stamina and expect to win that contest.

You know it! I wouldn't underestimate me...at least, not more than once.

Once is all you need. Take em by surprise and leave em eating dust.

[claps him on the shoulder...the uninjured one, thankfully]

See? You get it. I like you. You know what's up.

[This is the brightest grin you've seen out of him all day, which is saying something.]

Lemme know when you've got your stair race and I'll come wave pompoms.

[her smile goes less broad but more genuine]

There'll definitely be no stopping me then.

--Anyway, are you ready? You're the one about to do something cool, right?

Oh - yeah, I guess this is far enough.

[He looks down at the cast iron pan and holds it out to her.]

Here, uh. Hold this?

[takes it, folding it under an arm]

'Kay. Now what?

Beats me. I guess I pose and say "transform" or something?

[Poses!! This sure does look like something straight out of a sentai show, he has zero shame.]

Transform!

[There are some sparkly effects, but not actually any skirts. When it's done, he's wearing a sleek helmet to match the rest of his outfit, face still visible through the visor.]

Whoa!

Nice hat.

...Is that it?

We're about to find out. That's what you're helping with.

Okay. What do I gotta do?

Hit me with that frying pan.

...Uh? Why?