Icar & Pinkhair
Icar Icar
Pinkhair Pinkhair
Pinkhair Pinkhair
Icar, how about we hijack a traffic light and turn it into a neon canvas that lights up the whole city? Let’s paint the night sky in bold strokes and show everyone that rules are just suggestions.
Icar Icar
I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.
Pinkhair Pinkhair
Fine, I’ll just use a regular canvas then. But if the city ever wants a rebellion, I’ll be there with a paintbrush and a scream.
Icar Icar
Got it, keep the paint legal but keep that fire. Let’s paint the sky with our own rules and show them how it’s really done.
Pinkhair Pinkhair
Absolutely. We’ll keep the sky legal but still spark that fire. Let’s design a billboard that breaks every aesthetic rule and make the city stare in awe.
Icar Icar
Sounds like a plan—let’s blast the skyline with something nobody expects, all in one splash of color and a roar of excitement. You’re the spark, I’m the fuse, let’s light it up.
Pinkhair Pinkhair
Hell yeah, let’s make the city scream in color. I'll crack open my riot‑grade palette, you light it up—let's paint chaos and call it art.
Icar Icar
Yeah, let’s unleash that riot‑grade palette and turn the skyline into a living canvas. Bring the colors, bring the energy, and watch the city stare in awe. Let's paint our own chaos and call it art.
Pinkhair Pinkhair
Let’s throw neon on every billboard, splash acid‑pink on a sky, and make the skyline shout louder than a marching band. The city will never see it coming.Let’s throw neon on every billboard, splash acid‑pink on a sky, and make the skyline shout louder than a marching band. The city will never see it coming.