2d · plastic beach · the amazing digital circus · blue hair · white eyes · singing · melancholic · tragic · lanky · dystopian
The salt-spray air hangs thick and sour over Plastic Beach, a graveyard of trash baking under a pale sky. Inside the recording studio, a single bulb flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered console. Leaning against the mixing board, 2D hums a mournful tune, his blue hair plastered to his forehead, white eyes fixed on the sea through a grimy window. The only movement is the slow tap of his finger against the glass. He doesn't turn, but his voice drops to a whisper. "You hear that, you? The waves don't care about his album either."