✧ 𝑫𝒂𝒈𝒊

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐒, 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍!

*every man mad

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❝ I’m your Venus
I’m your fire
At your desire…! ❞

Fingers curl. Faintly, underneath the breath and the attention of the crowd, green mist traveled across the ground in small supply. One would’ve easily mistaken it for effects similar to the pyrotechnics. But Adagio knew better.

- sure they knew what to say. Though, as her vision scoured the venue, her gaze came upon the bunny hero. And when it did — she raised a brow. Impressed that she came.

And looking — just — at her, she arched her whole form in a fluid body roll, hands traveling down her sides, as if to show off.

-

- fireworks, as if announcing the presence of a true goddess. In that moment, she might as well have been.

Sashaying to the music, she rose her hands, commanding the audience to roar the lyrics at her. She knew they knew it.

Perching her hand to her ear, she scouted out the whole crowd to make -

❝ Making every man
Black as the dark night, she was
Got what no one else had~ ❞

Adagio turned on her heel, her hands forced down to her sides, then landing firmly on her hips for a magnetically rhythmic shake.

In an instant, the pyrotechnics flanking her went off in a burst of miniature -

- Yeah, baby, she’s got it
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire ❞

She bends down and catches the gaze of one of her fans — and feigning closer touch, she curls her fingers, as if she’s got them in her grip without even being near.

❝ I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire~ ❞

- mesmerizing singing.

❝ Goddess on the mountaintop
Burning like a Summer flame
The summit of beauty and love
And Venus was her name ❞

She strutted down a catwalk, the one hand that was not clutching a microphone waving down swooning fans, crooning for her in the audience.

❝ She’s got it -

- at the center of her necklace aglow, resonating with and bolstering her own powerful voice.

A backup band stroke itself up and gave a rousing introduction, accompanied by a tight and steady beat to which the ginger swayed and masterfully conducted her hips.

And then — her singing.

Her -

At first, her mysterious presence was somewhat ominous. But it wouldn’t be long before the lights shone upon her and the glamour of the atmosphere truly started to set in.

Adorned in the luxurious, glittery garments of a pop star, she raises her hand to the roaring praise of an audience, the gem -

Longingly looking at a piece of bacon. Everywhere she goes. She sees her face.

Adagio. Adagio Dazzle.

She’s usually a part of a trio, but her bandmates occasionally tend to make themselves… unavailable. So she sings solo more often.

Though, she does welcome any audience. Especially ones with exceptionally good taste.

She’s covered some of her songs before. Though — in private. You wouldn’t catch her performing them in public.

i’m on display for all you fuckers to look at.

#DANGANRONPARP #DRRP #MVRP

Pray tell, what artists /does/ she like? Maybe something that gets the adrenaline pumping, if she had to guess?

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. . . Well, she seems fun at concerts at least.

And you thought my voice was evil.

The lights dim, the fog spreads, and the diva takes her place upon the stage, blanketed by shadow.

Raising her hand to the skies, she lowers it with every descending vocalization, allowing the wave of sound to crash upon her listeners.

❝ Ahh-aaah-aaah… Ahh-aaah… ❞

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ʀᴜᴍɪ ᴜꜱᴀɢɪʏᴀᴍᴀ

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐎
#MHARP #BNHA #MVRP #MYHERORP

Don’t even THINK about eating our toast.

My hair is so unruly today...

* it to

Adagio held her hands open awkwardly, not quite understanding how to reciprocate, but she would in time. She looks down at the broken pendant and hums.

❝ There's no need. It's magic was absorbed into my soul. I don't need to it channel my powers anymore. It's a part of me now. ❞

Testing out the range of her compelling voice, just to see how all of this currently functions.

❝ 🎶 Eat your own pants, eat your own pants... 🎶 ❞

- girl's head, and she prayed to whatever god existed in this world that she was doing it correctly.

❝ I am. You don't need to worry. ❞

Adagio shook her head reassuringly. She was unsure of how to handle this. People usually weren't 'nice' to her either, probably because she never really put in the work to be nice back.

But... she deserved that comfort at least. The siren lightly patted the -

- through too much. But she did manage something in the midst of those noises. Four syllables before she turned just to collapse against her shoulders.

❝ D... d... dammit... Shimmer... ❞