Derezzed | By : Sweetlittlebumblebee Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Daft Punk Views: 1204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not know Daft Punk nor the soundtrack of TRON: LEGACY. The song Derezzed is not mine. This fiction is for entertainment purposes only. No money was made from this. |
Before you read the following fiction, please take the following to heart:
This is Slash of the two members of Daft Punk, Guy-Manuel and Thomas.
Also, to make the reading experience work better, please put on the Daft Punk track "Derezzed" from TRON and then begin reading. You'll enjoy it better if you do, trust me.
Quietly sitting at his computer, Guy-Manuel leaned back slightly as he came upon the article he had been searching for. Their recent appearance in America was being picked apart and viewed from all angles online, and he loved to watch the fans explode.
Many of them speculated different theories behind their robotic forms, who had created them and who was controlling them. A soft trill left the male robot's vocalizer in a snort of amusement.
Thomas was currently busying himself with a Rubix cube, flicking it boredly as he solved and mixed it up again over and over. A stream of Z's zooming past his visor as he tilted his helm back to look at the ceiling.
Finally, the silver mechanical stood, walking over to his companion and giving a soft cooing tone into his audio. Guy answered with a matter-of-fact drone, tilting his head slightly to the right to give Tom a brief scan. Then easily dismissing him and humming out a succession of drum-like hums from his chest, going back to the articles.
Not so easily put off, Tom sat up straight again and paced behind his golden partner, making a short, whimsical tune and murmuring it in a loop, not so subtly asking for attention.
It took far too long for Thomas' liking, but eventually he got a slight twitch from Guy-Manuel, who vaguely turned his helm to give a side scan of his larger partner machine. The monitor twitched to the left as he moved, moving with him so that he could still read.
giving the tiniest of dips in a nod, Guy turned fully back to his monitor, and Tom continued his steady beat. His frame shook lightly as the percussion became stronger as he stepped over, his visor gleaming.
"Music?" His visor flashed, making sure the reflection of it was seen in the monitor. There was a brief pause before Guy gave another micro nod. Thomas' percussion became louder and two-toned as he reached within his jacket and pulled out several thick wires, and pulled a thinner one from the side of his helmet.
Upon first connection to the round section of his helmet, Guy uttered a startled string of notes, a large exclamation mark appearing on his face. His hands latched onto the arms of his chair, his metallic fingers straining.
The string became a loop from Guy-Manuel's vocals, and upon hearing it Tom became all but silent. Giving quiet ticks and trills to encourage him as he slipped into his fingers to attach more wires to his partner's chest and neck.
When the data exchange was fully complete, his chest downright vibrated from the continuation of the thumping percussion, his hands reaching down to clasp Guy’s sleeves as their tones wove a glorious tune.
The data swap became more intense and Thomas became silent for another few beats before picking up again, his fingers tightening in the leather upon Guy-Manuel’s arms when the blank-faced mech tilted his helm back and tripped over his notes, causing a lovely repeat for several seconds that Thomas fell quiet and savored before they both picked up where they had left off.
With the beat becoming faster and more rushed between them, Thomas forget about his half and became synced up to Guy completely, the two of them creating a mixed digital tune. Despite Guy tripping over and making trembling stumbles within his loops, the sound became louder as they came closer and closer to a system mesh.
Scorching air came from the seams on their chests, causing their clothes to become stifling and they didn’t care. Guy had his fingers digging into the arms of his seat and he trembled as he felt Thomas rest his jaw against his shoulder and more pressure on his lower arm’s from his partner’s grasp becoming tighter.
Guy tripped over his tune again, and Tom did soon after as they reached the peak of sensory overload, the surge between them boiling over their sensors and the two mechanical voices droned off suddenly, both of them slumping. Tom’s visor flickered a line of symbols just before he slipped offline, slumped over his companion, and Guy’s helmet touched his exposed chest as his systems booted offline from the intensity of the sync up.
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