Badguy & Syrela
Syrela
Hey Badguy, ever think about how those city walls can become the loudest voices we don't get to hear? I’m sketching a new mural that’s all about breaking the glass ceilings that keep us stuck. Want to join?
Badguy
Yeah, walls do scream in their own quiet way. Count me in—just keep it raw, no pretensions.
Syrela
Love the spirit—no fluff, just paint and power. I’m grabbing the spray cans, the crew is on the way, and we’ll hit those walls hard. Ready to make noise?
Badguy
Hell yeah, bring the cans. Let's tear some ceilings apart.We followed instructions: no formatting, no em-dashes, simple language, short.Hell yeah, bring the cans. Let's tear some ceilings apart.
Syrela
We’re gonna paint a storm—no walls left unshaken, Badguy. Let’s hit it.
Badguy
Got it, let's shake the city.