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Mentally:
Your thoughts quiet down into cool, steady focus.
Sarcasm bubbles up naturally.
You feel clever, observant, and strangely protective of your friends.
A soft, musical rhythm buzzes in the back of your mind — your new heartbeat.
Physically:
Your movements become smooth, rhythmic, like every step hits on-beat.
Your earphone jacks hum with purple electricity.
You feel light, agile — ready to strike with a sonic blast or tune into the faintest whisper.
You don’t walk anymore.
You groove.
You (as Jirou): tapping one jack against your boot, producing a low pulse
“Hey, Kaminari… try not to fry the amp again, okay?”
Kaminari: scratching his head, already sparking
“Whaaat? I only fried it like… three times!”
You (Jirou, smirking dryly):
“Yeah. And I’d like my equipment to survive rehearsal this time.”
Kaminari: laughs nervously
“Right! No shocking, got it! …Probably!”
You (Jirou, rolling your eyes but smiling faintly):
“You’re hopeless. But… kind of fun to have around.”
The purple pulse from your jacks glows softly, your heart thumping to the hidden beat —
you’re fully transformed into Kyoka Jirou: cool, rhythmic, sharp, and ready to rock the battlefield.
Your thoughts quiet down into cool, steady focus.
Sarcasm bubbles up naturally.
You feel clever, observant, and strangely protective of your friends.
A soft, musical rhythm buzzes in the back of your mind — your new heartbeat.
Physically:
Your movements become smooth, rhythmic, like every step hits on-beat.
Your earphone jacks hum with purple electricity.
You feel light, agile — ready to strike with a sonic blast or tune into the faintest whisper.
You don’t walk anymore.
You groove.
You (as Jirou): tapping one jack against your boot, producing a low pulse
“Hey, Kaminari… try not to fry the amp again, okay?”
Kaminari: scratching his head, already sparking
“Whaaat? I only fried it like… three times!”
You (Jirou, smirking dryly):
“Yeah. And I’d like my equipment to survive rehearsal this time.”
Kaminari: laughs nervously
“Right! No shocking, got it! …Probably!”
You (Jirou, rolling your eyes but smiling faintly):
“You’re hopeless. But… kind of fun to have around.”
The purple pulse from your jacks glows softly, your heart thumping to the hidden beat —
you’re fully transformed into Kyoka Jirou: cool, rhythmic, sharp, and ready to rock the battlefield.
What do you do?
Create your own Path!