I. Treial
I. is 19 years old.
He is the Turntable Artist of dead+ly.
I. is also known as "daemon".
I. is located in London at Shangri-La.
I. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
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| Game: Popmundo |
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| Days Active: 493 days |
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Just another european city. Except it has weed. Legal and a lot of it. He's standing alone on a dark balcony late at night. His favourite place in any city and his favourite time of the day. The balcony is quite small but comfortable. Not too high up, he can still see partygoers faces down below. But barely. He leans against the iron railing and lights a joint. "Let's get our own little party going.. once again", he mutters to himself. The blinking city lights and silence is pleasing. Who am I kidding, drunk people yelling, singing, whatever they're doing at this hour. People are the same everywhere. It's the weed that contributes to the zoning out and therefore silence. Another hit. And another. And another... Hit after hit.
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He sits down against the wall, legs too weak to carry him anymore. Broken bottle of champagne moving back and forth, slowly, powered by the wind. The one that he accidentally broke against the wall with his foot while stumbling around. He reaches for his headphones to entertain himself. "In my veins flows champagne". And many other drinks before that. Morning is going to be fucked but that's not what he likes to think about in the moment.
In reality it is not a celebration of weed. It's a distraction. Escapism.
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Posted 1/27/2025, 2:00 AM
All characters in Popmundo are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental.
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