trans_9 | KARAOKE DANCE PARTY!!! [OPEN, COME GRAB FREE CR!]

Everyone had been so nice to Ryo since he had awoken a day prior. He wanted to show his appreciation to his friends and the crew, and get a chance to meet others. So, he walked back into the sensoriums and imagined a place. As he opened his eyes, there was the Milk Dipper. Wood finish, stars decorating the place, rough hewn wooden tables and the telescope in it's pedestal at the center. Everything was as it should be, except for one thing. Behind the counter, looking very confused, was a green-skinned demon who bore no resemblance to Airi. Ryo registered his shock as the demon spoke.

"This... is NOT my bar..." The green one said, his own shock evident. He looked at Ryo. "And you're not Peter..." Ryo, not knowing what to do, bowed quickly.

"I'm sorry, Oni-san, I just wanted to throw a party for everyone, with karaoke and dancing, and I didn't mean to summon you!" The demon shook his head, waving Ryo off.

"It's Lorne, and you had me at karaoke. Now, this place.... I like it. Kind of a kitsch-meets-class thing going on... It does need to be bigger, though..." Lorne snapped his fingers and the cafe expanded, now as large as an auditorium. The telescope pedestal sat firmly in the center of a well-polished dance floor, underneath a disco ball and lighting set up. To the left of the counter was a stage with a karoake set-up, and behind the counter was now a lot more than just coffee. Otherwise, the decor remained the same.

"Alright, Ryo-kun." Lorne said with a smile. "Give everyone the heads up and get this party started." Ryo nodded, amazed by the demon's abilities, and gave a call on the omnicomms.

[[ OOC: It's karaoke dance party time! Start a sub-thread with your character singing a song, socializing, or just being a wallflower, and let the CR flow! Especially great for newbies to meet folk and influence people!]]

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Ryo's expression had changed, decidedly. He was now excited, almost manically, the kind of excited someone would get if they had met a god. He jumped up and, quite out of character, hugged Billy, declaring something rather happily, and a bit loudly.

"I'M A SINGULARITY POINT! I MIGHT BE ABLE TO FIX IT!"

The enthusiasm reminded Billy of a certain colleague with a talent for explosions, he thought with a tiny grin as he stabilized their balance and briefly returned the hug with some confusion.

"I haven't exactly explained the full extent of the threat yet. I don't even know that, but...yes, you were definitely an excellent choice. I'm sure your skills will help us immensely, but it might take quite a while."

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"But people I knew, people I cared about... They may not show up here, but they are always there in my memory!" He seemed all too ecstatic in this, until that ball of energy, that had grown exponentially, hit him. All at once, he seemed limp, and then, with sand dropping from all points, he looked at Billy.

"<textcolor="purple">I'm talking to you from now on, okay?</textcolor>" This voice was different from Ryo's. It was higher pitched, childish. It was like a small child, not even pretending to be an adult.

Billy was about to comment on Ryo's happiness when the Imagin struck---then, suddenly there was a sand-spill, and a presence that definitely wasn't Ryo's. He'd been forewarned about possession, so it wasn't as alarming as it could have been, but he remained on guard.

"Okay," he parrots back. "How should I address you?" Because if he's going to effectively separate the Imagin from Ryo in his mind, he'll need a name. Preferably one that's better than 'lightball'.

"" The being using Ryo's body was almost chiding Billy, as if he were stupid, but then, it seemed to be acting like a child to begin with. A worn baseball cap had seemed to appear on Ryo's body, as had an odd pair of headphones that were giving off music even though they weren't connected to... well, anything.

"" This new incarnation of Ryo seemed both frightening and entertaining at once. Like a child with too much power.

"Right, of course," he nods, feeling vaguely insulted. "Ryutaros," he repeats.

The addition of the hat is strange, but he's seen stranger. "Why did you want to talk to me?" He'd better have possessed Ryo for a substantial reason, he thinks.

"" The Imagin now danced about in Ryo's body, showing off an interesting, and impossible for Ryo on his own, given his coordination and luck, combination of breakdancing and hip-hop dancing. Finally, after this display, the imagin possessing Ryo looked back at Billy.

And soon, very soon, Billy might be able to understand. Well, everything.

" " The new child seemed to say, without effort. Then, he spoke again.

"" The imagin said while using Ryo's body to dance, happily...

The breakdancing, in a way, reminded him of an old friend. He applauded the performance with a smile. "What an impressive display of coordination."

That's an old familiar word, mentioned once or twice by another old friend. "Nee-san...that's your sister, right?"

Ryutaros stopped dead, with a large smile.

"" He said happily, not understanding hyperbole, obviously. Then, like the child he obviously was, his mood changed suddenly, his expression shifting to a sullen one.

"" Now his tone was changing. He still sounded like a five year old, but there was a menacing, hateful undercurrent to his speech. "" He now raised his hand in a gun formation and pointed to a blank spot on the wall.

"" He said chillingly as he slammed his thumb into his land like a gunhammer. ""

Billy experienced two conflicting emotions as he listened to Ryutaros speak. He remembered that Ryo had witnessed the destruction of everything around him, and that it must still be burning brightly in his memory. If Billy remembered the Ohm tearing his neighbors and classmates apart, he'd probably be out for revenge too. He momentarily felt inclined to join Ryu then---hearing it spoken so bluntly reminded Billy of exactly what everyone had lost and how it had likely happened, even if he wasn't unlucky enough to retain a memory of it.

At the same time, he felt a surge of fear. So...he tried for a placating approach. "We've all suffered tremendous losses in this war. And you feel that pain more acutely than anyone else, having retained a memory of it. If there is any way in the universe for us to reverse the damage they've done, we will. And we'll stop them in their tracks, somehow. I'm glad you agree." Even if Billy would prefer to use the least amount of force---but in this case, he knew, 'least amount of force' meant all-out war.

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