Underground Idol X Raised | In Rpeture

[Wanted/Plotting] Underground Idol x Raised in the Rapture (The Devil’s Stage)

“In the rapture, they said idols had no souls. But when you sing, I think I hear heaven screaming.” underground idol x raised in rpeture

Open / Seeking writing partner The Core Vibe “You’ve never seen a real sky. I’ve never sung for a real crowd. Maybe we’re both just ghosts pretending to be human.” This is a story about two forms of captivity. One was locked in a bunker, told the world had ended. The other is trapped in a cycle of 2am train rides, empty love hotels, and 50-person livehouses that smell like desperation and cheap beer. [Wanted/Plotting] Underground Idol x Raised in the Rapture

B is homeless, barely surviving. A finds them sleeping in the venue’s back alley. Against better judgment, A lets them crash at their rotting share house. B doesn’t know how to use a microwave. B flinches at sirens. B asks if the “sky ceiling” is real. A, who has never had anyone look at them like they’re magic , starts to feel something crack inside their chest. Maybe we’re both just ghosts pretending to be human