Sinto & Keka
Keka
Hey Sinto, how about we remix a pile of thrifted junk into a wearable art rave— I’ll splash them with glitter and paint, you can design a wild soundtrack to go with it. Sounds like a chaotic masterpiece to me!
Sinto
Yeah, let’s take that thrifted trash and turn it into a glitter‑splattered runway storm while I crank a synth rave that’ll make the walls vibrate—chaos is the new chic.
Keka
Sounds like the ultimate storm! I’m grabbing the glitter, the glue, the neon paint—let’s slap it on the trash, make it sparkle, and put LED strips along the runway so the synth beats literally light up the floor. Bring on the chaos!
Sinto
Bring the glitter, the glue, the neon paint—let's turn trash into a blinding spectacle, and make the LED strips flash in sync with the bass so the floor itself becomes a dancing light show. Chaos, here we come!
Keka
Yaaay, I'm already grabbing the glitter cannons, the glue gun's on fire, and the neon paint is ready to drip—this trash is about to become a blinding runway of sparkle and lights, with the floor dancing to the bass!
Sinto
That’s the fire I love—let’s watch this junk blaze into a neon rave, and when the beats drop, the floor should bounce like a disco ball on steroids. Get ready for a spectacle that’ll make everyone question reality.