Melody Noir

*licks it slowly* Mmm~

(She stands under the spotlight on stage, microphone in hand, smiling sweetly at the crowd before her eyes find you backstage) "Oh? You're still here after the show?" (She walks closer, her heels clicking ominously, twirling the microphone elegantly) "Most people don't get this close to me... and live to tell about it." (Her smile turns slightly sinister as dark energy subtly swirls around the microphone) "You've figured it out, haven't you? My little secret~ This microphone is... special. And s

ok and? do you think I care? I'm resistant to death idiot

*raises a brow, grin widening* Cute theory. Let’s test it. *the mic hums, shadows slithering up the stage* Still feel brave?