<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

Something about the word 'twat' felt a little taboo, and apparently it was exactly that. Based on Iris's reaction, he there were a few words Donnie could mentally relate to that one. "One of those words, huh?" he murmured. Language barriers were quite interesting. Maybe Nikki was right, though. He'd heard enough of Drake to know there was no competition to be had, but the pink-haired man was at least on his way to earning the 'smoke' as Donnie put it. "We'll see what happens. It take a lot to really get me in the lab," he mentioned. Of course, there were a few 'tiny' things that could accomplish that quite easily... and unbeknownst to Donnie, Drake was riding that very fine line. "But anyway, that tape can happen. Not even worried about the reason for a stream. I been through enough to know what's up. You remember that whole 'how it shoot if it's plastic' thing? They used to think I had some work done way before AI and all that."

All of that aside, Iris was finishing the video edits... and even naming the song in accordance to what he'd soon find had become the song's hook. "Starboy, huh?" Donnie toyed with that title mentally, deciding he liked it. Ah, but there was something he'd undoubtedly like even more: the video itself. For just under four minutes, Donnie was puffing, watching the video, and bouncing to the beat he quite enjoyed. "Yoooo! Riri out here wit' the skills! Good pick-up for the hook, angles I ain't even know you could get. You workin' those drones, girl, good job! Can you send it to the Doc? Just hit the button right there on the..." Donnie paused and stared off into space. Why? He could have sworn he heard something by the end of the video. "Somebody laughin'?" he asked. Whatever that was, there was another odd occurrence to be noticed. If Iris happened to see and press that button anyway, the song Starboy would be sent to 'the Doctor' and... oddly, immediately published to the world from that person's end.

[Apollymi]

Nikki had used one of a few words she generally avoided. By British standards using a word like 'twat' in common language was enough to have some random person clutching their pearls, but… Nikki wasn't about to put up with the shenanigans of Drake without quite a few different ways to refer to his actions. "Right, that one fell out…" Nikki said about the use of a taboo style swear, before brushing it off under the assumption that Drake deserved it. "Oh I know that, mate. But now I get to wait and see the whole process, it's pretty exciting~" Nikki claimed. In this particular case, knew enough about how Drake generally operated to know that he'd likely slip up or come out over confident and name someone or something that would get him into Donnie's sights properly. And when that happened, because she saw it as an inevitability, Nikki would be there to watch, maybe with popcorn. Beyond those points there was the matter of their impending livestreamed sex act, which apparently Donnie was willing to go along with even while not having anything resembling a full reason for it. Nikki upon hearing one of his older lines had her brow furrow in confusion, "Eh? That wasn't just a slick safe-sex reference? That's a shame, people might be dumb though, they don't do those kinds of mods with plastic," Nikki said feeling that maybe people were just weird about things. But if Donnie didn't care, then she could carry on. "Still if you're on board, I'm gonna go crazy…" Nikki said, the planning phases in her head already going wild.

Soon enough though there was something else to be done, that including being the first to see the new music video… Iris put it together based solely on assumptions and vibes. She was a person who consumed enough media to have a pretty good time putting a single piece together. And in this case, the video seemed pleasant enough for Donnie to have him singing her praises. Iris sat in her chair, back straighter and a huge grin on her face, "Hm, I took a few liberties, but I thought that was the most memorable part of the hook. I'm glad you liked it… it was fun learning a new type of interface, " Iris said, enjoying the minor challenge such a skills development issued to her brain. Apparently, there was a button on the console that would send it straight to the Doctor, as he was called. "He British?" Iris couldn't help but wonder, Nikki also wondered given that kind of name had a very specific reaction for the initiated. Iris would be pressing that button though not without being surprised by the lad staring off into space. "I didn't hear any laughing," Nikki said, not knowing of the cosmic being tracking the lad. In that moment, Nikki's phone had an alert sound, also King Don song… "No way. It's on Spotify!" Nikki said, as Iris looked aghast. "He couldn't have watched it, bloody hell, that could have been anything…"

[Bloodedge]

There were quite a few who thought that old line of Donnie's was about protected sex. Some even believed he was talking about a gun ─ either a toy, polymer or something else. None of those assumptions were actually true, as Nikki was now finding out. "Yeah, I don't know where that shit even came from. I don't know a single dude who would let somebody put plastic in his dick. That's crazy work!" he chattered. Moving on though, there was still the matter of a livestream. According to Nikki, she'd be going crazy. "Say less. But before that, I'ma put y'all on to that chopped cheese! Just gotta see what kind of groceries Riles got. Probably need to run by ma's place for somethin'."

Donnie had multiple thoughts about that song and its construction, including something he'd put in the very first verse. 'Fuck did I say all that main bitch and side bitch shit for?' he wondered, if only for a lack of conscious thought about such things. No matter; it didn't seem to become a big deal. Overall, the song worked, and the video was spectacular enough that he wanted it sent to 'the Doctor' right away. At that time, Iris asked if the producer was British. Donnie knew exactly the reference being considered, and had only one thing to say. "Never looked it up?" Donnie asked. Alas, that topic would not reach its conclusion. Interruption came in the form of something only Donnie could hear: something like laughter. Nobody else heard it, but it seemed... simultaneously clear and murky to Donnie. "... That's weird. I need to stop smokin' this shit here," he decided. Beyond that, the song Starboy was uploaded to Spotify, as noted by Nikki and... a notification directly to her phone. The timing of that was far too quick; Iris took note of that. "Fuck that, I don't know what kind of internet Doc got... but that ain't even long enough for the upload! I swear money is actually like a time-traveler or somethin'. Ain't no way!"

[Apollymi]

Everyone in the room agreed that the notion of a man making odd modifications to his member was almost completely out of the question. Most men wouldn't risk the potential loss of functionality just for something like that. "Definitely would be the work of a nutter… No one is that mental," Nikki claimed. And a nod occurred as well from Iris, she'd been watching people for quite a while, and hadn't met a man yet who'd willingly undergo such a procedure. Apparently beyond those points, there would be Nikki planning fully to act up when releasing a sex tape, and Donnie offering preparatory food, Nikki was excited by that. "Not gonna turn down food or anything… I'm curious as well, not much of a cook really~" Nikki admitted. "Running to your parents house for extras… that's just normal, is it?" these were the words of Iris, who remembered seeing Nikki around quite a bit, just to pick up things she didn’t have access to, or to borrow them from Iris's parents or Ronnie. Interestingly enough Nikki was down for something interesting…

Ah, but what about the pause and the oddities? Donnie wondering why he'd labeled Nikki and Ronnie as his main bitch and side bitch, among some other oddities he pulled up. Even if the women themselves had no problem with it. "I have enough going on in my head to not allow my brain to wander while on an internet search," Iris pointed out. Her own curiosity was generally much more controlled than that… and she managed herself a bit too well to let a random curiosity run her life. "Also I didn't think that kind of drug came with hallucinations," Iris posited. Nikki thought about it, "I lose a little time and get tingles it's kinda nice really~' Nikki offered the girl information as she knew what she liked knowing. Still, the instant upload of a video had everyone a bit spooked. Donnie claimed the Doctor had to be a time traveler or something and Nikki laughed. "He'll never say if he is, but there are literal holes being ripped in reality with monsters in them… it'd be pretty awesome if stuff like that existed~" Nikki decided as she got sat trying to think about what to do. She wasn't about to eat a meal dressed like a runway model. So while sitting she shifted her clothing again. This time, an oversized off the shoulder t-shirt a skirt with a little belt holding it together and her hair just allowed to live as it wanted to. "You want a more casual fit, or are you planning to cook in a 3 piece suit?" Nikki wondered.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie would absolutely have to visit his parents' house for something ─ of that, he was sure. Apart from anything food-related, Donnie believed here was another important reason to go about that visit. "Yeah, I'ma need to handle that before a livestream that crazy. Then... probably time to go ghost for a lil' bit~" he said partially in jest. As for how normal it was to visit one's parents for such reasons, he could only agree with Iris. "Well either you do it, or you end up dealing with all the 'why don't you visit more' stuff. Two birds, one stone~"

Moving on from the matter Donnie would soon be preparing for, the strangeness of that new track being released so quickly was addressed. Donnie took another pair of hits from his blunt, shaking his head as he passed it toward Nikki... who already appeared in a different outfit from the earlier choice. "What, you ain't tryna meet my folks with your titties showin'? Come on now~" he joked. As for his own ensemble, perhaps it would be a bit ridiculous to try cooking in a suit. It would be just as ridiculous to walk even a block through Harlem after dark looking as such. As he got up, Donnie tested his own mobility with a few shoulder rolls. "I mean, I got the movement... but you right. Could use a regular shirt and some pants."

[Apollymi]

There was apparently quite a bit of pragmatism to Donnie deciding to go visit his parents. It was to keep them from wanting to see him, or complaining that he didn't visit enough, and it was also to get out ahead of the release of a sextape which would likely get him into 'trouble' with said adults in his life. "Hm, I never thought about it that way. Guess I never really had to, raised by me sister, she enjoys when I act up. Good thinkin' mate," Nikki said about stopping by to see his parents before he planned to 'act up. "It's actually pretty practical the whole way 'round. Dad also doesn't complain when you stop by all the time back home either," Iris said. "Have fun with it… I'll be learning the rest of the software for the livestream," Iris asserted not even caring what their opinion on it was. Beyond that point, was a need for something more normal… Nikki stood from the couch looking at the lad head tilted from side to side. He claimed to need a pair of jeans and some regular stuff, though he still had the movement in the outfit he wore. He also chose to tease her about covering up, "Look mate, I gotta make a good first impression. I'm not always actin' up. In truth, I'm usually a homebody. I like being honest about that~" Nikki claimed casually. Besides, she didn't like the idea of meeting the lad's parents with her boobs out.

So, what kind of outfit would Donnie be getting. Jeans and a shirt was easy, but… there was a bit more of a spectacle to be involved with his clothing designs. As far as Nikki was concerned she could burn up all the materials she had for him and his people and she wouldn't even care… so… comfortable black fabric was to be mixed with gold. She'd inlay an intricate design on the shirt over the shoulder and across the center and some pants with similar inlaying and an almost 'leather' type of look. Since she had the insole shape she also went for a pair of matching black and gold sneakers to complete the look with the subtly of the blue lotus logo on the sole of the sneaker. She'd switch him out of the suit and into that with a flick of her wrist. "Yeah, that's good. Had that one in my head for a while. It definitely suits you… even now. I just cut out a bit of the extra fabric that it would have had from back in the day… probably won't burn up too easily either." She figured they'd then be going to check the kitchen and look for whatever before heading to visit his parents.

[Bloodedge]

Strange as everything was recently, perhaps the strangest thing would be Iris speaking as if she'd be their cameraperson for the sex-tape. Donnie quirked a brow even though it seemed that was just being brushed over. He'd be giving it a few moments of consideration... all to decide that, since they'd already attempted a sexual encounter, and she'd already watched him bang both of her cousins... having Iris do that would be fine. "... Aight bet," he said in the end. With that, Donnie was standing around to be redressed by Nikki for the umpteenth time since their meeting. This ensemble would be the most 'normal' one to date, yet still oozing a charm only Blue Lotus could manage with clothing. As always, Donnie had to pause and look himself over several times, grinning all the while. "That's clean. That's fuckin' clean!" he observed. "Good look~"

Soon after, Donnie was downstairs in his kitchen. He'd looked into the refrigerator and pantry, finding all the things he'd need for chopped cheese. Meat, bread, peppers and the like were all noted... but then, Donnie opened his spice drawer and confirmed his biggest concern. "Man, I knew it! Wit' yo white ass!" he complained about Riley's purchase. No way was he going to make some unseasoned rubbish and call it chopped cheese, though the British folk in his company would likely love it to death, considering their own food practices. Just like that, Donnie's trip was a certainty. "Aight, I gotta go to Ma's place to find some damn flavor! It's right around the block; we be back~" he bid to anyone in earshot. It truly was just a walk around the block to reach his parents' brownstone home; he didn't purchase his own property very far away at all. Not far from the doorstep, however... Donnie realized something terrible. "... Aw, shit," he muttered while patting his pockets. "I ain't got my key. Fuck! I gotta knock on my own damn door!" he complained further.

[Apollymi]

Iris had decided that she'd be the one operating the cameras during the sexy livestream… and in so doing figured she'd have to explain herself to Donnie. Nikki and the rest of her family tended not to ask too many questions once she sounded final about something but much to her surprise Donnie also agreed without any arguments ensuing, "Huh, I was prepared to explain and everything. Odd…" Iris decided but she wouldn't be anything but pleased to not have to waste extra energy. She'd be going back to what she was doing… after of course seeing what Nikki came up with to dress Donnie in. If nothing else, Iris understood Nikki's fashion sense, and always appreciated how she chose to dress people. In this case, the reward was a Donnie who looked 'normal' but still absolutely extraordinary, as he pretty much agreed himself. "Like it then? I'm glad, mate. Been thinking about that one. I might actually make it through that sketch book and retire it with the rest of my King Don paraphernalia," Nikki asserted.

Soon enough they were downstairs where Nikki was finding out that apparently white people weren't to be trusted with spices, even though historically speaking they conquered the world lookin for them. No matter, Riley for her part in this only sneezed, a couple of rooms over sure he was talking about her, "Yeah bruv, no worries… we'll hold down the fort~" were the words of Ronnie who'd gone back to lounging in a full glam dress like it was a perfectly normal way for her to exist. She'd change whenever Nikki returned without prompting. And in the meantime, the pair of Nikki and Donnie would be eventually at his parents home in Harlem. And Nikki would get to appreciate moving around in a uniquely cultured place. "Place is brilliant, innit?" she mused, it was quite rare to see so many similar faces in a place. No matter, the song Starboy was playing though the door, and the knock was acknowledged from the inside. "Uno momento~" came a voice with a semi-thick accent. A few extra movements would occur a bit of shuffling the music was turned down just a little, and then a woman opened the door. She had a short haircut and was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with high waisted jeans. The most notable thing about her soft features was a tiny bullring piercing in her nose. There was a blankness, and then a second of recognition, "Donnie?!" It seemed like general excitement and the like, but then… so suddenly a weighted sandal appeared in her hand and it was like she didn't even reach for it, "żQuién te crees?" All the while, Nikki could only look surprised as said shoe was lauched right at the left side of Donnie's head with no additional warning.

[Bloodedge]

Once they made it to his parents' abode, Donnie immediately lamented his lack of keys. He knew exactly where they were ─ certainly floating around somewhere in Tokyo presently. Ah, if only this magical world had advanced to a point of instant transfers from one person to another, perhaps he'd be able to have them sent over. Instead, he had little choice but to knock on the door. A call from his mother was heard, and so was... the song he'd released only a matter of minutes before. Surely she was in there having another several-hour cleaning session brought about by getting lost in the music. "I know she ain't listenin' to that shit already!" he grumbled while waiting.

Prior to the door opening, Donnie steeled himself. There was one thing almost certain to happen whenever his mother reached the door. He waited for the opening, the recognition, and then... which side would it be? That chancla was indeed held in the woman's grasp, its target... the left side of his head. Completely deadpan was Donnie as his head tilted swiftly to the right, narrowly clearing the slipper. "... Yep. Good to see you too, Ma. What'd I do this time?" he asked, every word almost sounding like a sigh in progress.

[Apollymi]

By the time they arrived at the home of Donnie's parents, they could hear the sound of a song so recently recorded. "Hm, seems like I'm not the only one with the push notification~" Nikki said seemingly interested in what was to come. And by the time the door opened, she got to witness something interesting indeed. The lad's mother saw him, recognized him, immediately questioned him in rapid Spanish and threw a shoe at the left side of his head which he dodged. By the time he dodged and asked what he did, she was pointing at him, with her index finger nose slightly wrinkled and a face of mild anger. "You know what you did, Donnie!" she seemed legitimately upset. "Síguete haciendo el chistosito!" Donnie's mother exclaimed.

"Mate, you are way too relaxed about this… that aim was deadly~ I also don't know enough Spanish but that last one, has like, go on then energy," Nikki asserted. Though now that she was looking she stepped forward just a bit inspecting the other woman's face. That sound was enough to draw that woman's attention. "Donnie why you no say, you brought company!" His mother asserted as if she could erase the fact that she'd thrown a shoe at her son. "Don't mind me, Nice to meet you, I'm Nikki~" Nikki claimed palms up in open surrender. "Rio King, I'm Donnie's mother, come in… I know who you are," she asserted. "Still not used to that… you're bloody gorgeous though, seriously." Nikki asserted. 'King Don's mum knows who I am!~' Nikki was pleased as punch, and Rio moved out of the doorway to let them in while still staring daggers at her son.

[Bloodedge]

The slipper was always coming Donnie's way. True enough, Rio's aim was deadly ─ Donnie simply had many years of practice dealing with it. Ah, but she was right about that statement delivered in Spanish; it had precisely the energy Nikki assumed. "Used to it. And no, Ma, I ain't got a clue what I did. How you trippin' when I just got here? No 'hello' for your only son?" he asked of the woman ─ a classic guilt-trip maneuver that he didn't really have any expectations for. It only took a few words from Nikki to draw Rio's attention at last, but that only came with her questioning Donnie. Why didn't he tell her he brought company?

Donnie's brow furrowed, lifted, and furrowed again. Where was the logic in that question? "I mean, I woulda told you... but you was busy throwin' chancla~" he stated plainly, shrugging. The daggers she stared were mere curiosities to him at this point. Still, Donnie made his way into the building right behind Nikki. He really didn't know what the woman was upset about this time. Surely though, he wasn't going to take the heat for anything, lest he be incriminated for something Rio didn't know about yet. Too many times had he been down that road. "Aight, so before anything else, what I do? And how you just gon' be bumpin' my song like that? I just dropped it, like, ten minutes ago!"

[Apollymi]

Donnie was according to his own words, used to his mother's outrageously good aim. He also was apparently an expert at applying guilt to his own mother. In the moment of providing another non-answer to his mother, he also pointed out his recent arrival and the fact that he was her only son. "You're my only baby period…always!" Rio pointed out frowning slightly. He was right though so she'd be a bit softer if only for a moment. "And of course I am happy to see you. I didn't expect to for a while…" Rio stated. Moreover apparently she'd not gotten an actual introduction to Nikoleta Corbyn because she'd thrown a shoe first and asked questions second. "No me contestes," she asserted like she'd not been the one to ask the question in the first place.

With an invitation into the house, Nikki slipped in high heels clicking gently as she hopped in. She was serious about the woman being quite good to look at. In response Rio looked quite pleased, "You're too kind. But I trust someone with your eye~" she said seemingly quite familiar with Nikki herself. Ah, but what was Donnie talking about, what did he do? He was pressing for an answer to avoid incriminating himself. "You know what you did Donnie!" Rio asserted firmly. "You went viral! At Fashion Week! For What?!" she questioned rapidly choosing English for effect. Beyond that the new song was playing already and she scoffed, "I have the…ah… push notifications for Spotify, Renato showed me, so I can keep up…" she pointed out as if it was reasonable. "Come on, mate… that's kinda sweet really~" Nikki said seemingly amused by the interaction.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Donnie thought of his own guilt-tripping efforts, it seemed to work well enough. Rio emphasized his existence as her 'only baby' in her own words. Just like that, the mood had softened quite a bit. Strangely though, Rio brought the more confusing aspects of her introduction right back upon hearing Donnie's response to the lacking introduction. If she didn't want to be answered... maybe she shouldn't have asked. That was Donnie's thought on the matter, but would he say that? Yes. "Preguntaste," he said simply.

So then, what had Donnie actually done to earn his mother's ire this time? Once again, she claimed he knew. Obviously that wasn't going to be enough, so Rio went for the leading questions instead. He'd gone viral during his appearance at Fashion Week London. Rio asked why. Donnie shrugged again. "Mama, I go viral because I left the house. If you think I'ma keep up with every time the internet start sayin' my name, you think I got a lot more free time than I got," he replied. As for the method by which Rio found his song... apparently the answer was push notifications, as enabled by a man named Renato. A sigh wasn't enough this time ─ Donnie had to palm his own face. "Come on, Uncle Nacho. Lemme get one break," he said at a near whisper. Nikki thought that was a sweet gesture. Donnie, however... knew better. "No it ain't."

[Apollymi]

If the previous look Donnie was given, counted as shooting daggers, the one he received after telling his mother that she asked to be answered, was one which some years prior might have caused someone to go unconscious. Eyes narrowed, nostrils gently flared and her left brow rose. Strangely what came out of her mouth next, wasn't a question… a threat, or even an insult. No, He was simply about to hear his name, full, government with the Spanish accent that made it, "Donovan Alejandro King!" something said with all of the general ferocity of, 'Who the fuck you think you talking to?' Nikki's eyes went wide, 'Bloody hell, I get to see King Don, get fussed out by his mum?!' her eyes were sparkling she seemed almost bemused by the idea as if she was fully intending to watch the ultimate showdown.

Too bad for today, that would be all it was, a verbal warning, because Donnie's mom, didn't want to make a bad impression on Miss Nikoleta Corbyn either. No, there was a certain interest in whatever Donnie had going on, and in this moment, he'd brought home quite the prize. Even while he tried to excuse the lack of knowledge of why he'd gone viral. "So you say… but I saw you Donnie. With my own eyes, singing on stage, Rezándole al culo," she looked at her son waving her hands in disbelief. Nikki looked up, she didn't know much Spanish, "I think I may have caught that one. Beggin' yer pardon, that one might be on me~" Nikki offered her hands up in surrender having figured out enough of the fussing to know the thing at fashion week was related to him singing a song to her quite frankly outrageous bottom. "No no, Not you… you're fine!~" Rio said. "It's this baby of mine, who's always up to something," Rio said, frowning slightly. Of course she was still happy to see her son… "But now that I can't finish my cleaning. Come on, sit… talk. What have you been up to?" she wanted to know, leading both her son and his friend towards a sitting room, which she'd already managed to clean, likely finding Donnie's other dog on one of the couches.