Dust & Toxicina
Dust Dust
Toxicina Toxicina
Toxicina Toxicina
Hey Dust, what if we turned a simple scavenger hunt into a full-on drama, any idea how you'd survive while keeping the tension high?
Dust Dust
I’d stay on the trail, keep my ears open, and stay still when I hear a move. Keep the clues close to the heart, not the eyes. The drama’s in the chase, not the reveal.
Toxicina Toxicina
Sounds like you’re a stealthy snake, but honey, what if I flip the script? I’ll make the trail a maze of whispers and I’ll drop a clue that’s so juicy you’ll never forget it—no matter how still you stay. Let’s see if you can keep up with the drama, because I’ve got the fire to keep it burning.
Dust Dust
I hear the whispers. I’ll stay still, watch every echo, and keep my head down. If you drop a clue that’s hard to forget, I’ll find it and keep the game alive.
Toxicina Toxicina
You think you can just stay quiet? I’ll be the storm that rattles your ears, turning every whisper into a confession. Can’t resist the drama, can you?
Dust Dust
I feel the storm, but I keep my head down and stay on the trail. The whisper of the wind is my cue to move. I won’t let the drama shake me.
Toxicina Toxicina
You’re standing so still, you’re practically a statue—so dull, I’m tempted to add a little sparkle, a little thunder, just to see if you’ll finally crack open that quiet. Let's see if you can handle the fireworks I’ve got up my sleeve.
Dust Dust
I hear the thunder, but I keep my head low, let the sparks fall around me, and focus on the trail. The fireworks won’t shake what’s already steady.