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“B-But…” Debbie knows she’s too awkward to handle this! The receptionist grins but not malevolently, like trying to appease the Blueberry’s nerves, but somehow coming off as more sinister than if she was mocking her.
“Hey! Over there, you miss!” You decide to take the initiative in this confrontation, and drag the girls over to this wicked woman! There’s still time to stop her, her poster hasn’t fully replaced Debbie’s yet. “What’s going on? Why are you doing this?”
“Welcome to <span class="mu-s">Starfall Studio</span>. This is the place where the stars shine, and where some… fade away!” The evil looking idol covers her mouth slightly as she cackles, eyes knitted on Debbie.
“That doesn’t answer any of my questions.” You furrow your eyebrows.
“It’s self-explanatory.” The evil woman doesn’t want to waste time explaining.
“I want you to say it.” You need to confirm her evil ways. You don’t want to keep judging this book by its cover.
“To have my space under the spotlight, I have to grab someone else’s spot. The biggest one! It’s the nature of the business! Aren’t I right, Amber?” The evil woman wants to taunt your client.
“Not at all. Our art is based on cooperation and collaboration! Knowledge, resources, and techniques being shared and expanded upon. Music is for everyone.” Debbie disagrees completely.
“That’s the old way, auntie! YUNG-P’s success shows a different pathway, collaboration is overrated; talent and resilience is enough to conquer this world. A new breed of performers have emerged, and we don’t need mediocre leeches like you.” The girl explains her edgy worldview.
“A-Are you sure you’re talking about the same Carol I know?” You don’t want to ruin everyone’s party, but you don’t know a bigger leech than the former cultist…
“Is she not to your taste? Don’t worry, I’ll be your favorite.” The bad woman cackles again. “Don’t sleep on it! We have the same throwback style from 23 years ago.” She admires your hairstyle.
“I can’t allow it! He works with us!” Debbie stands firmly! Both girls seem awfully possessive of you at the moment...
“Quick question, Debs, is this little adventure of yours going to be this corny all the time...?” You play with your stray of hair. Ajna watches it bounce. This idol is a little straightforward with her intentions…
“We’re the refined people of Prancijan, true enjoyers of the finest of arts! And the finest comes from a place of passion and vulnerability. The era of phonies ended years ago! Our craft is evolving, and I’m at the vanguard.” The evil woman sounds more cartoonish as she continues talking.
