If there’s one thing guaranteed to annoy Yagen, then it’s calling him kid. His eyebrows twitch before he sets down the (still unfinished) bottle of milk in his hands. Well, the redhead had done him a favor by polishing off the rest, so he won’t complain this time.
‘You want a bathroom break first?’
‘I wouldn’t want you to cave before the next round.’
He looks around at their surroundings–a family friendly restaurant, complete with tables full of screaming children and their parents–then goes to grab the two untouched menus on the table.
‘Fine then, order something. I’ll pay. We’ll see who finishes eating it first.’
Or maybe he’ll end up giving his share to the spiky boy, too. There’s something cathartic about watching a guy attack his food with all the fervor of an awakened blade, too.
Every time someone dared to challenge him, Crow can’t and won’t back down from the challenge– any sort of distraction or a break is viewed as a weakness of his. He can’t lose, he’s a sore loser.“ Do I look like I need a break ?” He snarls angrily, noticing the reaction coming from the raven.
Crow grabs the menu, seemingly reading through the booklet ( when really, he wasn’t reading. He’s just looking at the pictures. ) while looking at all type of meals. Bento boxes, vegetarian, Sushi, all the types. So basically, everything he ate on a daily basis.
“Y’know we can just go with something basic like, uhhh… ” Staring at the menu once again, he points at the big bowl of Ramen. “ Let’s go with beef ramen. Ya won’t beat me easily in this battle– I’m a skilled crimson fallen angel soldier !” Certainly with a title like that, he’s bound to lose. But if he does win, the odds that he’ll get an immediate stomachache immediately are high. Rom wouldn’t like to find a hedgehog whining again if he comes back.
well … if she was to be completely honest with the other, she was locked up in her mansion her whole life. there isn’t much else to say there, in fact, she’s certain that it’ll answer everything he just asked her! but she’s seen them in books but, only pictures to say the least. and music wasn’t really something she’s ever listened to, not that her father cared enough to leave her with some way to listen to it. the only noises that kept her company were the birds chirping and the leaves rustling from the winds, so hopefully they understand entirely where her innocent curiosity stems from.
but to say the least, she couldn’t feel her face flush a bit in embarrassment with just how blunt he inquired about her. perhaps … yes, the question she posed was a bit of an oddity.
‘ i’ve been … isolated in my father’s mansion for most of my life. so i’m not very exposed to outside concepts. ’
‘ but a … guitar. i think i’ve seen one of them around in books. but never have i seen one shaped like this. nor have i ever heard the sounds of one. ’
frankly, cardia has never seen something as obscure in design. but she was never one to openly judge.
“ Uhh… Ya okay there buddy ?? ” Did… he ask something insensitive ?? Crow hadn’t expected her to answer that seriously and brush it off, but the hedgehog boy forgets that strangers can’t tell the difference between his rhetoric questions or even his “angry” tone at this times, often coming off as someone who hates interacting with others when the complete opposite was true. “ Your old man sucks !! ” Kind of reminded him of his own father, knowing that his family never supported his own ambitions and dreams. He was always stuck on the farm, isolated from the city life. Hadn’t he rebelled against his own father, who knows what he would have been ?
“ Guitars in MIDICITY are all shaped differently, each instrument made for different people and their needs. Red Tomahawk is custom-made, I own the one and only existing one in the entire universe. ” Crow can’t help but smile like a child, knowing that he was the owner of a craftsman masterpiece made him proud– now he shows off his skills in both singing and playing. “ The myumons in my world had instruments fitting to their aesthetics and even personality. ”Remembering all the different designs… Strawberry heart, Ryukenden, Holy Ark. Everything about his world was quite colorful.
“ Forget his rules and ambitions for you !! I got a better plan. Play in a band or something, ya look like ya got skills. ”He hands over his ukulele, seeing as Crow no longer needed it ( let alone used it in the first place ) and strumming the strings on it, showing off the different notes. “ Tell ya what, keep it. It’s not like my beautiful Red Tomahawk buuuut it’ll work. And it’s an instrument so, ya can’t complain. ”
she speaks out towards the little instrument besides him, it was … could she call it cute? never had she seen such a thing and if she was hearing correctly. was he plucking at the strings? they made sound! oh how delightful … ! she felt the need to pluck a string herself but she knew better than to impose in such a way, after all. she didn’t know the other and if she remembered correctly, it would be considered rude to simply confront someone in such a manner. or so she was taught!
To be back with his wonderful guitar was such a wonderful feeling, gripping Red Tomahawk in his own hands again felt so much better than some small ukulele. This has to be celebrated in way or another– so the hedgehog decides what he can do ( second ) best: play the guitar and sing along, without paying any attention to anyone else around him. He didn’t care if anyone was listening or even disturbed by how loud he is– he’s far too ego-centric to even care, if anything. “Ha ! ” Crow begins, his laugh making his voice almost crack. It almost sounded like a joke when he realized… on this island, quite a few individuals don’t even know what music is. Strange but if it means he can introduce them to it, then he’ll gladly show them the path this crimson soldier has walked on. “ Don’t tell me ya don’t know what an instrument is ?? No way, where have ya been living?!” Fortunately he was in a good mood, not yelling at the stranger. Maybe it’s just because she looked far too innocent…
“ It’s my beloved guitar, Red Tomahawk !! She’s gorgeous, I know.”Crow can’t help but hum along as soon as he plays a few notes from one of his song. The tune of falling roses making him almost fall in love with himself again… Oh boy.
Was he okay? Damn, not even he knows honestly. Stress man, it fucks ya up.
“Sorry… Been a stressful week.”
“Huh ??”Talk of stress, he just remembered band practice was in less than a few hours. Which means hours of hard work and screaming, as well as tired vocal chords. He can only pray Rom will show mercy today. “ Same man, I’ve been performing with my band nonstop. Rom won’t ever let me have a break, like he’s too harsh ! ”
When he was in elementary school, all the students had been forced to participate in music lessons and choir. If anyone in his class had been talented, truly talented, he might not have minded so much, being there to support them and make their talent shine all the brighter in comparison to the worthless trash around them. But no one had. And worst of all, the choir teacher tried to claim that he, of all people, had a beautiful voice. Sure, it may have been better than some of the particularly tone deaf average kids this woman was used to working with, but that was just arguing about which kind of mud was the cleanest. It was all just worthless, meaningless noise. That they would compliment him on his voice was offensive to real musicians. To real talent. Ah, he should have apologized to Mioda-san and Maizono-san for even having agreed to stand on that stage in elementary school. What a disgrace, to have worthless trash like him, like all those untalented masses, pretending at their talent.
This may be a strange city with strange creatures, but this much was still truth. There were those with talent, and those without. But, he supposed, no musical instrument store could make its profit catering to the truth of the world. Besides, the untalented people buying and abusing and breaking instruments, built the foundation for true craftsmen and musicians by sheer volume and by obvious contrast.
Still, watching the store manager help a father buy a guitar for his son, both of them completely without talent in any way, dull and lifeless to Komaeda’s eyes, he couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh. “It’s almost cruel, really,” he said to no one in particular, “that kid won’t become talented with just practice and encouragement.”
One of his habits was to check the music and instrument stores everyday, his anxiety sparked up– all because he didn’t have his beloved guitar, red tomahawk, with him. He feared the idea of his important instrument being sold away to someone that isn’t him !! Someone playing her without the proper treatment just felt unfair. ( Although that will never be the case, but leave him be !! He’s a five year old at heart.)A small hedgehog finds himself lost in the aisles in between different guitar parts, looking for his own one everywhere.
He eyes the two others, watching the son get overexcited like he just saw fireworks go off during a summer festival. This reminds him… If only his father was like that, he would’ve loved that. But his old man was anything but supportive of Crow’s ambitions, he only broke them down piece by piece– even forcing him to make it to the top charts of MIDICITY in less than a year or else he’ll quit his band and the life he worked so hard for. This hedgehog hated anyone who crushed anyone’s dreams for the future. No future is set in stone, is what he always believed and was told by his more fatherly like figure, “Rom.”
His ears however catch something that would’ve shattered his young heart, had he been younger. That kid won’t become talented with just practice and encouragement. He grits his teeth, turning around. To his surprise, it was only some rando with seemingly no intention to even dare touch any random instrument in this store. This weirdo..!“Tch– ! And who are ya to judge someone’s hopes and dreams, huh !?”He was getting riled up, feeling his anger spark up each second. His scarlet eyes almost glowing up in anger as he points his finger at the stranger and screams “ What do ya know about talent, dumbass ?? You look like you could only bang pots and pans together and call that music. ”And screaming became increasingly words– his words louder and louder, catching the attention of the other citizens and store clerks.
“ Do ya have any idea how hard it is to climb up to talent and all!?”His passion for music was quite something to rival against, his love for his cattle and his band were like a spark igniting into a flame. Even if he sounded ever so aggressive, his only intentions meant only good. Defending anyone in the industry was not a surprise, he’ll only start biting back at them after they become a threat to his beloved high placed charts. “ Why don’t ya try to do this shit yourself, cloud hair. See where your “talent” puts ya on. ”
コアゲーマー┊ Adorkable– really. When the other follows his passion, he can sense a true love, fire of passion, ignite within the smaller one. He can’t tell why… but somehow he felt that this love belonged in another field of profession, perhaps… no. He’s just imagining things he never recalled experiencing. Yaiba pecks Crow’s cheek, holding his hand closely like he never wanted to let go. His lips curl up, smiling softly– god, he was so in love with the red-haired hedgehog boy. What did he do to deserve him? Yaiba could only find peace and serenity in Crow’s voice, his eyes were warm like a campfire. The ring on their fingers were proof of their bound love.
❝ That cat… looked familiar, didn’t it? I can’t tell why but it’s pattern looked like someone we’ve known before. I don’t know… but it’s a feeling I shouldn’t be familiar with.❞
コアゲーマー┊ A cat’s fur pattern shouldn’t matter to him, and yet… it did. Why did he care? Cats were a norm in the city, strays would walk down the streets every evening. Cats were ordinary household pets, something everyone could afford. But this cat… it was more than just that, memories he can’t remember flash, vaguely his mind tells him he knows someone like that. Perhaps he should ask the other myumon, making sure he wasn’t just day-dreaming once more– or dissociated in some way or another. The fox shakes his head, brushing off any thought before continuing to ask the question.
( I… I don’t know anyone named Rom? Why can I recall such a name when I’ve never met a leopard man in the first place? This feeling… it’s uncomfortable. It’s making me feel only depressive, knowing that I may never know Rom again…)
❝ Don’t you think so too, Crow? ❞
“Dunno ‘bout that… ” Uncertainty was a feeling anyone rational disliked, the unknown was a fear everyone was scared of– Crow was one of these people for once, the blanks in his life made him question quite a bit and yet he can’t come to the conclusion that something is wrong with him on this oh so peaceful island known as the scenic Isola Radiale. What was… so wrong about living a perfect life without struggles or the hardships of becoming one of the top ten bands in MIDICITY ?? It’s a cold feeling that catches Crow off-guard, almost like… someone’s missing from his life. Just who ??“ Ya okay or..?”
Crow gazes down upon the camera, staring at the blurry pictures of the cat with the pattern. Only one picture was found to be the perfect one, the soft toe beans and the fluffy cat tummy showing with what looks like a smiling cat looking into the camera. It’s blue eyes glimmer perfect against the lense, but Crow’s mind crosses an unrecalled memory.“I can’t tell why… but this cat looks like someone I know. It’s eerily familiar to how I feel about my dad. Almost like I had a better family in another universe– but we lived here all our life, right ?? We met here, we kissed, we dated and we married… Why does this feel so wrong, Yaiba ??”Doubt is filling his thoughts, Crow’s own insecurities were fought against everyday– but now it feels like a corrupted monster came to attack his heart.
( Rom ?? I don’t know someone named like that. Hell, I can’t even recall a guitar named Red Tomahawk but why are these ideas flooding my head ?! Is this just a cruel joke played by some higher up in this world ??)
The young hedgehog’s hand goes to grab the foxes, gripping it tightly. He can’t imagine losing the love of his life now. “Yaiba… I think I’m just tired, is all… Let’s not lose our head over an animal. We see cats everyday, strays are normal in the city after all. Maybe we should just go grab somethin’ to eat and then head home– Maybe cuddles can help this. ”
The sound of a singular note from HolyArk kept echoing through the room. Aion had recorded this holy tone a while ago and with the help of Yaiba he was able to set it as his notification sound.
Only his bandmates ever texted him, therefore it could’ve only been them but Aion didn’t bother to look at his phone the first few minutes, too concentrated on writing the new song, a melody of darkness which should stay in people’s hearts forever as the most beautiful sound they had ever heard.
His focus was finally ripped away from his work after another melody sounded through the apartment. There was no way a god like him could work under these conditions…
[ Aion in the SHINGAN CHAT ]
1.50 pm: ?
“Doubles…?” If it was that dire he should go but on the other hand, this sounded dangerous. Then again, he couldn’t accept someone faking the holy power he, as a god, had!
[ Aion to Yaiba ]
1.52 pm: A god like me wouldn’t need the help of the legendary fox though if you feel safer this way, I don’t blame you. I’ll be waiting.
Seems like the band “lead” managed to start quite a fire in the group chat… To his surprise, said doubles barely escape the grasp of hell. Crow groans in anger, looking back into the chat– “Meet up in half an hour.” Shit, he’s gonna be late to that. Knowing Rom’s habits, he’ll lead the boys to victory… or whatever Crow views “beating his doubles up” as. He’s probably also just looking for an excuse to swing Red Tomahawk at someone- or well. His ukulele actually. His beloved guitar was locked away in the unknown ( god knows where the higher ups hid her, she was already collecting dust !!)
The hedgehog balls his hands up into fists, his tail becoming visibly more spiky– crimson gaze looking down upon “himself”… a reflection that had a fragile body, a camera hung up on him. Who the fuck does he think he is ?!“ Fuck !! I’ll get y’all ‘nd I swear on Rom he’ll beat you up!!”Crow screams after the running myumons, voice echoing in anger. His voice cracks mid-way through screaming, his vocal chords are giving up already. He’s definitely stressed about this situation, since it happened just so suddenly.
[ Crow at 2:12 pm in ShinganCrimsonZ chat ] > Iyai ! I saw them again!!! > Rom!!!!!! > I’ll be late but I swear to god I saw them again > !!!!!!!! > The other me had glasses and a camera?! What does that mean?!?!?!? > Oi, tell me! Rom what should we do? > We can’t let em roam around like that, if theyre just going around copying us
Only then after sending the messages, he sprints off to apartment 302 in whatever ward that was. Running in heels wasn’t the problem, but the thought of knowing someone else could replace him– it was a fear of his. He hated the word replacement so much, what if… everyone just forgot him one day ?After running for quite a while, he finds himself infront of Apartment 302. Hopefully Rom’s roommates are gone by now, so he aggressively knocks on the door like he was running away from a zombie apocalypse. Crow needs to catch his breathe, but his fear continues to drive him and aggressively knock the door. Until Rom opened the door abruptly–
WE WATCH THE ON-GOING APOCALYPSE WITH OUR CRIMSON MIND EYES.
Isola affiliated CROW of Sanrio's Show by Rock!!
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I’m Crow (close friends are free to call me Shuji!), 17 and I love Crow with all my heart. Ironic that mun and muse are both named Crow I know, it just happened. ( GER / ENG / FIL / JP ok! ) They / him pronouns are good with me, I’m non-binary. (questioning trans, oof. its been years.)
Discord: Feel free to RQ it if we're mutuals! Twitter: SHlNGAN
Height: 165cm / 5'5" ( 175cms / 5'9" with his highheels. )
Physical description: Crow is small in stature, fairly slender too– barely has any muscle. Trust me when I say, he isn’t as strong as he looks. Hair color out of red and black (edgy i know), scarlet eyes and he has a weird tail looking like a devil tail. Although people question his species and whether he truly is a hedgehog, he tends to prove it after finally spiking himself up in anger.
His wardrobe is a mess, mostly consisting of Black and Red. It's rare to find any other color, and if there is, you'd need to squint real hard. He wears a binder, ontop a tanktop, ONTOP a button up red shirt that looks way too long to the point where it looks like he ripped it. He has a leather jacket, with fur surrounding his neck area and spikes coming from his arms. And also he has red straps on his pants, and jacket. Don't ask me why. He has a choker with a devil like logo and a wing coming from the right side out of it, his choker is spiked. On another note, just so he can feel better about his height, he wears high heels that make him another 10 cms / 3 inches taller.
Likes: Milk, farms, the land, rock music (especially if its from the grateful king), the color red. being praised and kissed up to (he's an egocentric bitch. Please don't fuel his ego thanks), his cattle (both the animals and his "fans")
Dislikes: Mocking the dairy farm life, Pop songs, Sparkly stuff (Blame ShuZo), being wrong (he's mentally 5, give him time)
Hobbies: Songwriting, playing guitar, jumping into a pile of leaves and falling asleep there–. Generally being obnoxious is just something he does for a living at this point...
Can be located: Anywhere there’s music, like theatres and music / instrument stores. Can be located in Japanese restaurants at night after practice or around japanese themed places. Also found nearby farms if you're lucky.
RANKINGS
Newcomer ( 11 / 09 / 18 )
Dwarf ( 12 / 09 / 18 )
Subgiant ( 03 / 05 / 19 )
HOUSING
Apartment 360
RETAINED
01. Can transform to myumon at will
02. Eventually got his Guitar after reaching subgiant.
Character Name: Crow
Character Series: Show By Rock!!
Point Taken From: Post-end of season 2 + some of the Live Musical scenes are also part of his memories, but not much.
Do you allow canon doubles to app? Yes | No | Ask me
Short Character About:
Crow grew up on a farm, with no real connection to the city or even many friends. He always focused more on his interests than the farm. So with his dad not being very supportive Crow just had to become a successful music career or else he would have to give up that dream of being the next rocker of MIDICITY. He even went as far as to change his bands genre and becoming SHINGANWHITEEZ. (Spoilers: They didn’t stay as kira kira idols for long)
Now that his father allowed him to stay in MIDICITY to play for his band, Crow lives out his fullest life with his bandmates.
Personality:
You could say he is a little on the vulgar side, even arrogant to the point of him insulting others who may take his spotlight (although he really means no harm, he sometimes just doesn’t understand that his wording may be too harsh). Other traits may include loud or even obnoxious and impulsive. I mean, he does have a fallen angel complex and he even named his guitar Red Tomahawk. How can you not love this dork?!
However, deep on the inside he’s a caring guy, showing a lot of concern when Aion threatened to leave ShinganCrimsonZ. When it comes down to it as well, he’s an extremely passionate guy who just really loves his hobby and interests.
As for his genuine feelings or even romantic ones, he’s… rather stiff and awkward about them, sometimes not knowing how to really react to that kind of stuff. It often ends up with him being in denial and having to think over such things like romance for maybe a while. You could say he’s a tsundere.
Abilities:
o1. Melodisian stone: Every myumon comes with this, it's a enegrized stone within them. Almost like a heart, except it collects to fans love everytime he performs music. Without this stone, he may or may not be existing. If his melodisian stone turns dark, he'll be corrupted and become evil. The melodisian is like a person's heart, without it, he'll die. ( UNLOCKED by default)
o2. Myumon form: His secondary smaller chibi form. There are no pros or cons to this form, it's just an aesthetic change for the cuties. ( UNLOCKED, can change at will without limitation )
o3. Pyrokinesis: To some extend he can control fire when he swings Red Tomahawk, as seen below. This only can happen if he has enough pure melodisian energy, if he does not possess enough, his swings are flameless but still painful. It should be known that he himself can not wield flames but only so if he has his guitar. Otheriwse, he is quite powerless when it comes to combat. ( UNLOCKED, LIMITED USE: THREE FLAMES. )
o4. Red Tomahawk: Can become 10x the size as seen in the episode where SCZ fought against a corrupted monster. Only able to do so if he has stored enough melodisian energy in him. ( LOCKED )
Weapons/Important Items: His beloved guitar, Red Tomahawk.
