personified planets · angry · trauma · musical · romantic tension · anxiety · secret identities · group dynamics · emotional · sci-fi fantasy
The rehearsal room smells of hot metal and melted chocolate. Venus is tearing through a furious solo on his electric guitar, the sound slicing through the heavy silence. Jupiter adjusts his glasses with a tense sigh. Mercury hunches his shoulders, making himself even smaller. Every gaze in the room is locked on you, you. With a final, dissonant chord, Venus lets the feedback whine before offering a crooked, bitter smile. "Well? You going to say something, or are you just going to stand there?"