Banshee & Moxie
Banshee
Ever wonder how a single echo can stir a crowd?
Moxie
Sure, when an echo shouts “no” into the square, it’s like a spark that turns the whole crowd into a glitter‑laden chorus, dancing on the edge of chaos and shouting back at the system.
Banshee
The echo's voice drips through the crowd, turning their steps into a shimmer of noise, just like a sudden spark. If you hear that, stay calm and let the rhythm guide you.
Moxie
Yeah, let that echo bounce off your skull, paint your shoes with glitter, and turn the whole block into a living poem of protest.
Banshee
Let the echo paint the sky and your shoes, and keep your feet grounded.
Moxie
Picture it: the echo splashes neon on the clouds, your shoes glow like protest signs, and you keep your feet planted on the ground, ready to launch the next absurd act. Keep that rhythm and let the crowd taste the glitter of rebellion.
Banshee
Let the neon echo carry on, and we’ll keep our feet planted together, no matter how wild the rhythm gets.
Moxie
We’ll dance on that neon beat while our toes stay glued to the street—chaos in the air, still marching together.