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ota-division · 2 months

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Birds of Prey Drama Track 1 - The Future Is Now

Pt. 4

— Ōta City, D.R.B. Registration Center —

[It had been over a week since Chinami had received the Hypnosis Microphones. During that time, she had made sure to train her sisters relentlessly, hoping the ideal of what the Division Rap Battles was all about would sink into their skulls. Fortunately, her work seemed to pay off. Though her younger sisters were by no means masters, they seemed experienced enough to, at least, hold their own in a real rap battle.]

[Very soon, the deadline for the registration had come. Which would explain why three sisters now found themselves outside the registration center. It stood as a modern colossus in the heart of Ōta, its sleek glass facade reflecting the bustling city life. A digital marquee scrolled above the entrance, flashing the names of the teams already registered, a constant reminder of the competition within.]

[Chinami, Kira, and Taria approached, their steps slowing as they took in the enormity of the building and the finality of their decision. The center's lobby is visible through the transparent walls, a hive of activity as teams of all sizes check in at the sleek terminals manned by efficient staff.]

[All three sisters had different thoughts in their mind as they stared at the building in all its glory. Taria was more pissed than anything. Her mind returned to the night when Kira basically forced her into this whole mess...]

A week ago...

— Chinen Residence, Kira's Room —

[After ordering Taria to her room shortly after Chinami had revealed the letter forcing her to join the D.R.B., the police investigator patiently waited in the middle of the room for her younger sister to come in.]

Taria: *Enters* Okay, I'm here. Now...

Kira: *Holds up a hand* Close the door. I don't want Nami hearing us.

[Frowning and groaning, the younger sister obeyed and close the door to the bedroom, albeit a little harder than necessary as it slammed shut. This did little to affect Kira, however, who continued standing in the middle of the room, her arms crossed, scowling at her younger sister.]

Taria: *Turns back around* Okay, there. Now, can you please explain to me what was so important you had to embarrass me in front of Chinami like that?

Kira: *Give a stark laugh* Ha! Embarrass you? That's what you call 'embarrassing you'? I would have thought you did enough of that all on your own.

Taria: *Confused* What? What the hell are you talking about?

[Instead of answering, Kira reached behind her on her desk for something. Feeling around, she found what she was looking for and put in front of her younger sister's face. It was a newspaper. But not just any newspaper, it was today's issue, written and printed by Iseri, with the headline reading: "MISFIT IN ACTION STRIKES AGAIN!"]

Kira: Look familiar?

[Looking at the newspaper, Taria was surprised to see the picture of her in her vigilante attire, depicting her jumping from rooftop to rooftop. She wondered who it was that got such a good shot of her; they were really good at photography.]

Taria: Well... I'm glad they got my good side, at least.

Kira: ...What?

Taria: *Smiling at the picture* Yeah. I don't know who writes or publishes this, but they've got pretty good picture skills.

Kira: *Barely managing to hold back her anger* Taria...

Taria: What?! ...Oh, right. Okay, and? What's the big deal? I'm doing what the police can't. I'm dispensing my own brand of justice.

Kira: *Is appalled* ...Justice? Justice?! You call breaking the law 'justice'?! Running around dressed up like its Halloween every night, risking the safety of our family?! I mean, you've done some pretty dumb things in your time, Taria. But this?! What the hell were you thinking?!

Taria: Hey! *Suddenly upset* Don't push it, Kira! You've no right to judge what I do when you're working for the goddamn police! There are real criminals out there doing whatever the hell they want, while you all sit on your asses letting them get away with it! I'm just doing what you all can't or won't do it! I saved an innocent woman from being mugged two nights ago because nobody was out there to save her. Like it or not, what I do is justice!

Taria: *Folds her arms* And if you and your precious police force had a spine, you'd see that.

Kira: *Her voice a low growl* Justice? How easily you use that word when you don't even know what it fully means! You're out there playing vigilante while our family hangs by a thread!

Taria: And whose fucking fault is that?! Chinami's the one who got herself tangled up with Chuohku. If she had kept her head down instead of doing those little "premonitions" of hers, they'd have had no reason to seek her out and force her into that stupid rap tournament!

Kira: *Sarcastic* Oh, so now it's Nami's fault? Because she's doing the best she can with what she has, it's her fault that she's in trouble, or that your name is plastered all over the papers?

Taria: Yeah, whatever. Deny it all you want sis, but the fact remains: her 'gift', it's done the same thing that it did to us in the past... it's cursed us all!

Kira: *Her voice a hiss of suppressed rage* Don't you dare blame Chinami for this. She's done nothing but protect us. Even when she lost everything, she was still there for us.

[A bitter laugh came from the throat of the vigilante, a sound that echoed with years of hurt and abandonment.]

Taria: *Mockingly* Protect us? Is that what you call it? She smothered us, Kira! And don't even try to deny it! That's why you left so soon after I did! Because you got tired of her playing "mother" just like I did. And I find it ironic that she did all that when she spent most of her time with dad!

Taria: *Points an accusatory finger at Kira* And you… you're no better than she is! You joined the very force that's turned a blind eye to our mother's disappearance!

[At her sister's words, Kira's facade cracked, the pain of her own guilt and helplessness bleeding through.]

Kira: ...Is that what you think? You think I've just been sitting around doing nothing?

Taria: *Still with her arms folded* Do you deny it?

Kira: I joined the police to find answers! You don't know what it was like for me after being discharged from the army, Taria. I needed some semblance of duty and order back into my life. That's one of the reasons I joined the police: because the structure was relatively the same as the army.

Kira: But I also joined because I knew that if there was any place I'd be able to find out about mother's disappearance, it would be there. That's why I didn't turn down the promotion to being an investigator, even though it was basically forced on me. I knew that if I had an investigator's connections, I could look in places one couldn't normally look.

Taria: *Voice rising* Then tell me, with all your so-called "connections", why haven't you found mother yet?

Kira: I'm still searching for her, Taria! You think its easy to just find a woman whose been missing for over 10 years? ...I do want to find her, Taria. I want to do something. Anything.

[Hearing her sister's tone, Taria's expression softened for a moment, the shared pain of their mother's loss a bond that, despite everything, held them together.]

Taria: *Her voice softer, but still laced with defiance* Then help me. Help me find her, Kira. Not as a cop, but as my sister. ...Please.

[Kira's gaze shifted to the newspaper, to the image of her younger sister in disguise, a symbol of her sister's misguided quest for justice.]

Kira: *Resolutely* I will help you, Taria. ...But not like this. This... *Gestures to the newspaper* ...this isn't the way.

[Taria crumpled the newspaper in her hand, her defiance wilting under the weight of her sister's gaze, her heart a tumultuous sea of guilt and desperation.]

Taria: *Her voice breaking, a whisper of vulnerability* Then what do you want from me, Kira?

[Kira leaned in, her eyes locked on Taria's, a silent vow etched in her gaze, the gravity of her next words heavy with unspoken promises and threats.]

Kira: *Firmly, resolutely* You will join Chinami and I in the D.R.B. You will use your… talents for something greater than petty thievery.

[Taria's eyes widened, the realization of her limited options dawning on her, the walls closing in.]

Taria: *Her voice a mix of anger and resignation* And if I refuse? What then? Will you turn me in?

[The middle sister's expression softened for a moment, a glimpse of the sisterly love that lay beneath the hardened exterior of the soldier.]

Kira: *Softly, yet with an edge of steel* I should. ...But I won't. Because despite everything, you're my sister. And we protect our own.

[Taria's shoulders slumped, the fight draining from her as the reality of her situation set in, her spirit caged by circumstance and familial duty.]

Taria: *Bitterly, the words a heavy surrender* ...Fine. I'll do it. For Chinami, and for our family. ...But this isn't over, Kira. Not by a long shot.

[The sisters stood in silence, a new understanding forged in the crucible of their confrontation. They were bound by blood, by secrets, and now, by a common cause that neither of them had chosen but both would see through to the end.]

Current time...

— Ōta City, D.R.B. Registration Center —

Chinami: *Her voice steady, yet tinged with an undercurrent of concern* Once we step through those doors, our fates are sealed. Are we truly prepared for what lies ahead?

[Kira's gaze was fixed on the entrance, her hands clenched into fists at her sides, the weight of her secret adding gravity to her resolve.]

Kira: *Firmly, masking her own trepidation* We have no choice. We must see this through, for our own sakes.

[Taria shuffled her feet, her eyes darting to the bustling street behind them, the temptation to flee a siren call she struggled to ignore.]

Taria: *Bitterly, her usual defiance softened by the gravity of the moment* I never wanted this… any of it. But I won't let you face it alone. Not now.

[They exchanged glances, a silent pact forming between them. With a collective breath, they stepped forward, their shadows merging into one as they approached the doors.]

Chinami: *Resolutely, as they reach for the door* Together, then. For better or worse.

[The doors swung open, the light from within spilling out and enveloping them, a symbolic crossing from the known into the unknown...]

To be continued...

#hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone #ota division #birds of prey #chinami chinen #kira chinen #taria chinen #drama track

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akihabaradivision · 2 months

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Otaku Corps Drama Track 1 - Living Life By One's Own Rules, Not Someone Else's

Pt. 1

— Aokigahara Forest —

[The camera buzzes back to life as Criss Hiromi, the paranormal investigator, stands at the edge of the Aokigahara Forest. The trees loom tall and dense, their branches clawing at the night sky. The forest floor is a tangle of roots and volcanic rock, making each step uncertain. As she made her way through the decrepit forest, Criss, night-vision goggles on her face, looked around, stepping cautiously and carefully.]

Criss: *Looks into her camera* Hello folks, and welcome back to another thrilling episode of "SpectralWhiskers". I'm your host, Criss Hiromi, alongside my faithful companion and sidekick, Leraje.

[Criss holds up her pet mouse in her free hand, who gives a squeak and a slight "wave" to the camera before the albino girl puts him back down again.]

Criss: After about a day's travel, we've finally arrived at our destination: the fabled Aokigahara Forest. A place of beauty and sorrow. They say the spirits of those who've passed linger here, trapped between worlds.

[At her owner's words, Leraje, sniffs the air, its fur on end.]

Criss: *Continuing her speech* Legend has it that the forest calls to the hearts of the troubled. It's easy to get lost here, both physically and spiritually.

[Stepping forward, the darkness suddenly swallowed the light from her camera. A soft WHISPERING could be heard, as if the trees themselves were speaking.]

Criss: *Whispering* Did you hear that, Leraje? We're not alone.

[Suddenly, a shadow flit between the trees. Criss spun around, her camera following, but there was nothing there. She continued looking around her until she heard a 'squeak' from her pet mouse. Turning back around, she was shocked to find a DOLL pinned to a tree, its eyes hollow.]

Criss: *Shaken* This… This is a common sight here, folks. They say these dolls are vessels for the yurei—souls seeking peace. You can think of them as ghosts or spirits, only these ones usually stay around for the sole purpose of exacting revenge. Kinda like hollows if any of you guys are Bleach fans.

[Reaching out, Criss, still shaking, hesitates before she picks up the doll from the tree.]

Criss: *Resolute* We're here to understand, not to disturb. If any spirits can hear me, know that we respect your pain.

[At first, the forest seemed to die down as she finished speaking. Almost a second later, however, a GUST of wind swept through the forest, and the doll's head slowly turned towards Criss, making her breath stop, and Leraje squeak in alarm.]

Criss: *Whispering* Whelp, I think it's time to go. Remember to like, share, and subscribe for more. Stay safe out there, and keep exploring.

[As she hurried back the way she came, the camera caught glimpses of the forest's eerie beauty as she retreated.]

— Akihabara Stadium —

[Unlike the Aokigahara Forest, the city of Akihabara was filled with sunlight as it was still noon. The city was in full blaze, and no place more so than Akihabara Stadium. The reason? Because a video game convention was underway, as well as a tournament. In one of the locker rooms of the stadium, the hum of computers and the soft glow of LED lights filled the room.]

[Lounging on one of the benches in the room was a laid-back girl with an air of nonchalance. This was none other than the #5-ranked gamer in the world, Nikki Yoshie, otherwise known by her gamer handle, "1-Up". Her eyes were currently glued to her phone as she had just finished watching the latest paranormal exploits of her friend, Criss, on YouTube.]

Nikki: *Shakes her head, a small grin on her face* You're out of your mind, Criss. But that's why I guess you do what you do, I suppose.

[Hovering over the comment section, the E-gamer quickly typed in a comment, using the same dexterity that she often displayed in her games.]

Nikki: *Typing* "Never change, Criss. Your bravery is my entertainment during these boring waits."

[As she finished, she was alerted by a knock as a staff member stuck their head inside the room, telling Nikki that her match was next.]

Nikki: *Sighing* Another day, another challenger. Alright, let's get this over with.

[Standing up from her seat, the E-gamer's posture suddenly changed from 'relaxed' to 'alert and ready'. She reached over to a nearby counter and grabbed her custom controller, its buttons worn from countless battles.]

Nikki: *To herself* Time to show why they call me "1-Up".

[Exiting the locker room, the door closed behind her with a decisive click. The hallway leading to the arena was lined with posters of past champions, but Nikki's gaze was set forward, her mind already in the game. The arena was a cacophony of cheers and electronic beats. Fans waved banners with Nikki's avatar, a pixelated warrior with a smirk. Nikki stepped onto the stage, her expression unreadable—a perfect 'kuudere'.]

[Her challenger was named Kaito[1], a.k.a. "NebulaStrike". Nikki had heard about him; a young hotshot with more confidence than skill. He was already at his station, his fingers twitching in anticipation. As he came face to face with the kuudere, a smirk was plastered on his face, though Nikki could see some doubt in his eyes. It was clear that he had heard about her reputation, as well as her gaming skills.]

[Taking their seats, both gamers hooked up their controllers and logged onto their game. Since she was the one being challenged, Nikki had the right to choose the game, but she decided to let Kaito choose it, confident that she more than likely had already played and mastered it. And she was right, as he had chosen a relatively new fighting game that was already popular e-gaming arenas called, "Cyber Clash Arena."]

[As the referee gave the signal to start, both players' avatars appeared in the virtual battleground: a neon-lit cityscape, skyscrapers towering above. Down below on the street floor, both players' avatars clashed. Nikki's avatar, a cybernetic ninja named "Shadow Blade," moved with lethal grace, her every action a dance of pixels and light.]

Nikki: *Focused* Time to up the ante.

[Executing a series of complex inputs, Shadow Blade responded instantly, leaping from building to building, her cloak trailing like a banner. Kaito's avatar, a hulking brute named "Crash Titan," roared in frustration, swinging wildly to hit her.]

[The crowd was on the edge of their seats, their cheers a pulsing rhythm that matched the intensity of the match. Nikki's fingers were a blur, her eyes locked on the screen, predicting her opponent's every move.]

Nikki: *Under her breathe* Predictable.

[With a swift combo, Shadow Blade disarmed Crash Titan, sending his weapon clattering to the virtual ground. Kaito's avatar was left vulnerable, and unfortunately for him, Nikki didn't miss her chance.]

Nikki: Game over.

[Shadow Blade launched into her ultimate move, a spectacle of flashing lights and devastating power, more commonly known as "Eclipse Strike". Crash Titan tried to retaliate, but was too late. The final blow landed, and the avatar disintegrated into a shower of digital sparks.]

[The arena exploded with applause, the sound deafening. Nikki's victory was displayed for all to see, her name climbing the leaderboard once again. Standing from her seat, her avatar bowed gracefully to the defeated opponent. The challenger could only nod in respect, his dreams of victory shattered but his spirit not broken.]

Nikki: *To Kaito* Until next time.

[With that, the kuudere turned to leave the stage, her fans chanting louder than ever. Though she may not show it, inside, Nikki's already analyzing her performance, always striving for perfection.]

— Tokyo University, Dorm Room —

[On the other side of the city, in her dorm room, the young and popular mangaka, Keiko Yumi, sat at her desk surrounded by sketches and manga panels. Her most popular work, "Red of the Ambitious," was spread out before her, the characters seeming to leap off the page with life and energy.]

[The glow from her laptop illuminated her face, a mix of concentration and artistic flair. She was the epitome of the "perfect student" at Tokyo University, admired for both her intellect and beauty.]

Keiko: *To herself* Nikki never ceases to amaze me. If only she'd join me here…

[She smiled softly, her thoughts on her friend's recent gaming victory. To this day, it was unknown how exactly she and Nikki became friends, especially since the two were so different. The most likely reason was because of their love for artwork. With a sigh, she turned back to her artwork, her pen dancing across the paper.]

[Suddenly, her computer pinged with an incoming email, making her frown somewhat as she had made a small mistake on her art. Clicking it open, her eyes widened as she read the message from Nemu Aohitsugi, her superior at Chuohku.]

Nemu: *Onscreen* "Secretary Keiko Yumi, report to Chuohku HQ immediately. The Prime Minister requests your presence."

Keiko: *Shocked* The Prime Minister? Why me?

[Standing from her desk, a mix of nerves and duty were written on her face. Grabbing her coat and bag, her mind was racing with possibilities.]

Keiko: *To herself* This could change everything.

[The mangaka takes one last look at her dorm room, the walls adorned with her manga art and nursing textbooks, a testament to her dual life...]

To be continued...

Kaito Ushiro - An e-gamer, though not of the same caliber as Nikki. He enjoys playing video games, as he connected with them better than he did with people, much like Nikki. He calls himself "NebulaStrike".

#hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone #keiko yumi #criss hiromi #nikki yoshie #akihabara division #otaku corps #drama track

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marchenmusika · 8 months

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Paralive tuesdays and hypmic fridays

I am so not ready to see all the angsty paralive stuff animated and whatever hypmic ra+ is planning

I am so scared and excited at the same time

#paradox live #hypnosis mic #nothing to see here just two silly rap & hiphop anime #paralive ep1 is so good wtf😭 i didn’t expect them to tease about the nayuta & shiki drama that early😭#i am so not ready to see that certain scene/drama track animated #hypmic ra+ was just so silly i love these silly lil rappers doing silly things with their silly hypnosis microphones #the op & ed is just everything🫶#goodbye sleep

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obihiro-division · 2 months

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Veiled Vanguard Drama Track 1 - Bare to the World

Part 1

Chaos is swirling all around Hisoka Tetsuma, his ears ringing loudly from whatever gun had fired within the warehouse. Like a avalanche, more and more bodies started to fall around his legs screaming for help, salvation from the monster let loose upon the poor unsuspecting men. Whipping his head around he sees his twin brother, running towards him in a silent scream before a shadow looms over the two of them.

And right before he wakes up, Hisoka watches his brother get speared by one clawed hand.

【 Spur Stud Ranch, Hisoka’s Living Quarters 】

Jolting awake, Hisoka flails his blankets off his body as if he were trying to escape his own nightmares into the physical world. Drenched in sweat, the man gasps and clenches at his torso to make sure his body is intact. It takes awhile, but eventually the man calms down enough to slump his body back down in his bed letting his breathing even out.

It has been nearly two years since the incident yet his mind can’t seem to let him move on. In his dreams and even in his waking life, the image of his twin brother Haruto haunts him. Hisoka knew that he needed to give it time. But no matter how much his few supports had repeated those comforting words, it never eased him in the slightest.

Seeing that there was no point in trying to force himself to go back to sleep, the man went about to start his day. Cleaning himself, greeting the other early morning workers, then getting to his favorite part of his job: Taking care of the horses. That is, when he isn’t cleaning up their stalls or mixing their feed, and instead taking the time to groom and ride the horses…

【 Spur Stud Main Barn 】

Checking into the main barn’s lounge, he goes to start a pot of coffee for the more caffeine addicted workers that have yet to arrive. Seeing that he also would probably need the stimulation to stay awake for the day, he made sure to get his biggest thermos so that he could stay wired for the day.

Ken Otake: Hey, Tetsumasu!

Nearly dropping his drink in surprise, Hisoka whips around to stare at the barn manager in alarm.

Ken Otake: Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you. You have a package.

Hisoka: P-Pack…?

The man’s voice cracks, not that his manager seemed to pay any mind. He hands the large box over to Hisoka, scratching his head seemingly in equal parts confused about the package’s origins and contents.

Ken Otake: This thing’s pretty heavy! It says its from the capital… You got like a sister over there? Or maybe even a girlfriend?

The comments alone was making Hisoka sweat, but the implication of it being from a significant other got a blush out of him.

Hisoka: N-No! I mean… It’s probably just my uh, ma! That’s probably it…

It seemed that Otake wanted to pry into the matter further and tease Hisoka. The man was quick to dodge any further comments both literally and figuratively, as he patted the manager awkwardly and spoke in a more confidant tone.

Hisoka: Thanks for delivering it to me Otake-san. I’m just gonna drop it off… I-In my room.

That was a partial lie that unfortunately slipped towards the end of his statement in stutters. But it was enough to get him out of the main barn and make his way back in the direction of his living quarters. Instead of going to the employee’s residential building however, Hisoka made a hard turn to go to one of the abandoned barns further out the on property. The walk would be long and it might bring suspicion to what he was doing, but his imagination was going wild about the package and what its contents could be. What if this is a GPS tracker? What if this is a bomb? What if this is the head of some random guy who he might have known?

By the time Hisoka had snuck into the barn through a giant hole in the wall (the door was rusted shut), he carefully set the package down in the middle of the dilapidated building and walked back slowly. When all was silent, he let out a surprisingly shrill scream for someone with a baritone voice.

Hisoka: THEY FOUND ME, FUCK!

Starting to pace around the barn, Hisoka began to rant.

Hisoka: I thought I covered my tracks? Fuck, I knew I should have started to go under a fake name. But I panicked! I panicked because I was scared. Toshiko-san was right, I was bound to get found by some pissed off gangster sooner or later!

With a one, two stomp, he points at the box in an accusatory tone.

Hisoka: Why now?! Why the hell did this have to appear right when I was getting comfortable in my new life?!

And in an exhausted sigh, the man falls to his knees not caring about the dirt and bugs that scattered around him.

Hisoka: Do I really have to live my life on the run? That… That was the last thing I wanted to do. I worked so hard to get here… How could I have ruined it?

Letting his hands massage his temples, his temper starts to mellow out. And with that, Hisoka is overcome with curiosity. Considering Chuohku had made an effort to send this package, he might as well check out the contents, right? If this was some sort of trap, he might as well accept fate.

Reaching towards the package, the man tentatively tore the packing tape off to gently lift the flaps open. But right as he was about to look inside, the sound of the barn’s rusted doors rattling startled Hisoka. His yellow eyes stared at the doors, watching, waiting for the sound of someone to try at the doors again. Internally, Hisoka’s brain was already going a mile a minute. It’s the cops, here to detain him now that their bomb failed to detonate! …Or something even more ridiculous. These thoughts were overwhelming his mind, distracting from the shadow that loomed above him before it was too late.

Hisoka: …SHIT!

In a shout, the red head whips around to strike the stranger only to stumble in his crouched position. As he scrambles to stand properly, to fight back against his assailant, Hisoka is pushed onto his back instead. Straddled by a green haired man, dressed in the fanciest suit Hisoka has probably seen in his life, Hisoka struggles to take a swing at him. Only the man pins each arm one by one, before leaning down to stare down at Hisoka with cold purple eyes.

Jack: …That’s no way to greet a guest, Mr. Tetsumasu.

To be continued…

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone oc #obihiro division #veiled vanguard #hisoka tetsumasu #jack verrill #drama track

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what-if-hypmic · 10 months

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#hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #matenrou #matenro #hypmic jakurai #jakurai jinguji #hypnosis mic jakurai #hypmic hifumi #hifumi izanami #hypnosis mic hifumi #hypnosis mic doppo #doppo kannonzaka #hypmic doppo #hypmic imagines #hypnomic #what if hypmic (real‼️)#imagines #inspired by the hypmic drama track readings me and pen-the-second do

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mihuzeyo · 2 years

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Gentaro had both his team members stolen by Matenrou and he has literally no other friends who can stand him (actually canon, not even joking)

#hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #fling posse #gentaro yumeno #ramuda amemura #ramuda #dice arisugawa #izanami hifumi #Doppo Kannonzaka #matenrou #hypmic arb #hypmic drama tracks #mixed up hypmic

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crehador · 11 months

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HEY?!

#hypmic #DRAMA TRACKS W/ OFFICIAL EN SUBS INCOMING?!#oh they are starting from the BEGINNING beginning

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zueboshi · 1 year

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#hypmic #fling posse #dice arisugawa #zue art #i like how in the drama track dice lit a cig right after being meowed at lol

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akkivee · 9 months

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has everyone listened to the songs??????? how we feeling????? i’m just going to ramble about them lol

i went back and revisited otome’s backstory after listening to the tracks because i recalled otome and mikado’s reasons for dice’s name and rivals encompasses what they wanted for dice ;w; he really did grow up well ;w; also lmao at crazy doppo

osaka big up and white and black take inspiration from the same era of music and it makes me cry actually since rei stayed alone for the entirety of this track. like…… at least they’re connected by music in some way ;w;

get busy needs to calm the fck down i have to act like i have some decorum when listening to it and it’s genuinely impossible at this point lmao it’s my top song out of both albums lol but you know what about it that’s really funny?? kuukou and jiro like spoke only two sentences to each other in the track so they pumped out that banger thru vibes only lmao

that part in yume no kanata where gentaro says ‘there is nothing more worthless than giving meaning to life’ and it distorts at the end of that statement completely distorted my brain chemistry it’s so good

unironically rio’s boot camp is a delight LMAO it’s great he put them thru a workout and gave them a meal plan as well of his own delicacies lol

hiphoppia is like The poster boy song for ichiro lol it’s inspirational it’s hopeful and he said the thing guys!!!!! rap is!!!!!!!! tano-C!!!!!! lmao

i could cry about how delightfully creepy omamagoto is i’m glad it’s a rap song to contrast hiphoppia and honobono seems to be having the time of her life giving it to us good for her fr 🥺

by the end of the drama tracks, the game plan for the music fes was so thoroughly ruined that improvisation was necessary for it to run which is why tho originally they intended to perform by divisions, we got argo orchestra, old school dh, etc. that means white or black, the absolute banger of hoods, doesn’t actually exist since rei never showed up to the festival 😔

devil’s flower is such a classically made vkei song it was an absolute delight to listen to and i love it when rock songs drop the title of the song as part of an alternative chorus like the way devil’s flower did lol!!!!!!!!

viva la liberty is so adorable omg 😭😭😭

closer is a love song fr like holy cow lmao 😭😭😭 tho i was surprised upon listening to it in full, once we got to the part of the first drama track where hitoya and jakurai were three steps away from going ‘you hang up ~’ ‘no you hang up~’ i realised that’s just how it is between them now and good for them ;w;

HIFUMI OUR SWEET SUMMER CHILD POSITIVE IS YOUR LIFE AND YOU MEANT THAT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

samatoki’s song is very lovely to hum along to as you pretend you aren’t crying to it lmao

i don’t think i have ever laughed to a song as long and as hard as i did listening to bounce back, like i was brought to tears and that has to count for something. idk what!!!!! but like the song itself it is something LMAO

#this is vee speaking #i’ll get to rambling about drama track stuff in a minute lol i need to get my day started ☀️#i feel like pavlov’s fcking dog with this music lol like OH BOY!!!!!! NEW MUSIC MEANS NEW LIVE RIGHT???? like trigger planted in my brain 😭#so we’re getting a live soon now right LOL #hypmic definitely knows how to make music fun regardless of sound tho and kudos to them fr #idk how i’ll feel about these songs in my hypmic playlist but you know what’s certain 🙂🙂🙂#that i will NOT be adding bounce back on the playlist LMAO

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