Monster (Katrina and Tyuki)

by **Chellizard** January 4th 2022, 1:20 am

Waves of bass and shredding guitar accompanied by crashing cymbals and thumping drums washed over the excited crowd of Manchester. Standing at the front center of the stage was none other than Tyuki Gold, her bright emerald green eyes reflecting back the joyous faces of the crowd. She sauntered forward, grabbing her mic out of the stand, pulling it up to her mouth as she arched back, adding a dramatic flair to the display.

"Give me some more noise, MANCHESTERRRRR!!!" she screamed into the mic with gusto, her lips curling back into an excited grin.

Tyuki would place the mic back onto its stand with a firm snap, her hands finding their way back around of her electric guitar. Her hair would whip around of her, cascading as she turned, spinning as she moved her fingers over the strings and frets, bringing the melody out of the instrument. The riffs were powerful, sending ground shaking vibrations throughout the crowd. The sun was hanging out behind the clouds at just two hours after noon, so everything was washed out with the diffused rays of light.

Despite the chance of rain, this outside show was going to continue. Tyuki hadn't been on tour in almost two years, so getting the chance to play this random charity event was perfect. She loved doing shows for free, and what more than to enjoy some sightseeing afterward? It had been a long time since she had the chance to enjoy herself, after all.

The set list that they had put together filled their play slot easily, and the crowd even begged for an encore, but there were three more bands that needed to play after Girl ALIVE!. Tyuki sighed into the mic, brushing a hand back through her hair, pushing it out of her face to reveal her forehead beaded with sweat. She wore that same infectious grin as always. As the crowd pleaded, she looked back at her band mates for approval. Bonnie smirked and slammed her drumsticks into each other to count off to four and then started laying into her set, bringing the rhythm of the song to life. Yui would thumb over the strings of her bass guitar, adding a richness to the sound. Kyrie's guitar came to life afterward, adding the much-needed higher notes. Finally, Tyuki joined in with her own guitar riffs, adding the final element to make the foundation to bring the lyrics to life.

The song came to an end, the crowd was alive, and looking forward to the rest of the bands finishing out the event. Tyuki was looking forward to enjoying being in the VIP lounge area to finish out event with the rest of her band mates.

The four girls would join hands and bow before dipping off of the stage, the crew quickly swapping out drums and guitar amps to make way for the next performer.

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Letting out a heavy sigh, Tyuki would sink into the chair she found in the VIP lounge and wipe sweat off of her brow.

"That was such an amazing gig, guys. I cannot believe it's been two years since we played like that. I missed it so much." Tyuki was overwhelmed with euphoria, the effects of playing fast paced rock and jumping around of the stage having done nothing to her physically, but rather the mental excitement wore her out. She would let out an exasperated sigh, sinking further into the chair.

"Yeah, it was great. We missed you too, Ty." Bonnie would sit next to her.

"Definitely!! We need to play again, and soon. There are more events we can sign up for, too!" Kyrie chimed in, sitting across from Tyuki, and adjacent to Bonnie.

"That was exhausting. My feet hurt sooo much." Yui would whine, melting into the chair next to Kyrie.

The four would chatter on for a while until Tyuki needed to use the restroom. She would rise from her spot and wander off to find the nearest restroom. Hopefully she wouldn't run into a fan on the way, or worse, Dreamweaver.

She cringed at the thought.

by **Katrina A. Russel** January 4th 2022, 9:33 pm

She was hiding in the shadows.

Its where she was most comfortable, so of course she’d default there, only this time she wasn’t hiding from her aunt or assassinating a political rival. There was a somewhat altruistic - or at least, not outright malicious - reason. She was following Tyuki Gold; a well-known, recently resurrected rock star and superhero. And she was following her, a job made easy by the fact that she had a very public touring route. What made it hard was all the security. Once upon a time, she wouldn’t have hesitated to kill them for getting in her way, but old age has made her sentimental.

Currently, she was crouched in the rafters as Tyuki and her band relaxed in the VIP room. While it would be a relatively simple job to knock the door down and subdue them, perhaps with some sort of poisonous gas, waiting for Tyuki to be all alone would be the best solution. It didn’t matter how long it took, she could stay here for hours, days, weeks if she had to. This was her job, and nothing was going to-

And here she comes. How quant.

She fell, a perfect flip landing her on her feet; a glimmer of gold, her magic activated, and she landed without a sound. Another flicker, and the magic was deactivated. And then she cleared her throat; a flick of her wrist and a knife was thrown, slamming into the door, effectively pinning it shut. Where it came from was anyones guess, because she wasn’t exactly wearing a battle outfit. A “Tyuki Gold” T-shirt hung loosely on the girls frame, her black hair tied back into a ponytail, and false glasses covering her strikingly blue eyes. She matched this with tights and flats. Though she was very short, the girl seemed older than her years.

”Tyuki Gold. We need to talk.”

by **Chellizard** January 4th 2022, 11:24 pm

The water from the tap drowned out most noises around of her as she leaned her head into her hands. It had been an amazing set, and the power behind of their performance was still surging through her entire body. She could feel tingling running down her arms and legs into her fingers and toes. It felt as if her whole body was ignited and every nerve was on fire, but it didn't bother her. It felt like a giant hug.

She sighed into her hands, releasing some of that pent of energy, peeling them away to shut off the faucet. Turning her gaze up toward the mirrored wall, she noticed a woman standing behind of her, adorning a fan inspired attire.

"OH, h-hey! Autographs are usually done at the tables, but sure. I've got a minute!" genuine excitement laced her voice as she turned around to better face her fan.

As she turned, she started to survey the room better. It was a small, aquatic themed bathroom with three sinks and four stalls, one of which was handicap accessible with its own sink. Her eyes finally went to the entrance, and she realized a knife had been thrown into the door, clearly an intentional placement.

Her fight or flight response alerted, and she swallowed, her emerald hues locking back on to the woman in front of her.

"Something tells me you do not want my autograph..." she trailed off, backing up until she met with the counter.

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