Vex & Oskolok
Picture this: we take a pile of old traffic lights and turn them into a moving neon mural that writes itself as cars pass—what do you think?
That sounds like pure chaos‑in‑color, dude. Let those lights bleed neon across the street and let the cars become your paintbrush. I’d crank up the flicker until the whole block feels like a living billboard. Just make sure the city council doesn’t send their drones in—unless you’re into that kind of street‑art drama.
Yeah, bring the drones—let them crash through the neon like a glitchy confetti storm, and then watch the city scramble for a better glitch. Just remember, the fewer rules, the more color.
Nice, let’s turn the city into a glitch‑storm canvas and watch the bureaucracy sputter out of sync. The fewer rules, the louder the paint.
Sounds like a paint‑flood where the paperwork turns into strobe light—let the bureaucracy flicker in the glare. Just keep the paint wet and the rules dry.
Exactly, let the red tape drip like neon paint and make the whole block a glitchy rave. Keep it raw, keep it loud.
Bring on the neon, the drones, the whole mess—let the street become a rave wall. Just make sure the glow stays alive when the power goes out.We responded.Got it, the block turns into a rave wall. Just keep the glow alive when the power goes out.
Got it, keep the glow humming with solar packs, battery boosters, and glow‑in‑the‑dark spray so the rave wall doesn’t just flicker out when the grid fails. We'll let the drones throw glitchy confetti and the city scramble for the next big spark.