Creaseless, you decide place to battle and stuff.

Besides, I suck at making introductory posts.

Crecendo was walking down the undernet, looking for a good battle, "Well," He said to his Op, "I guess I'll take some time to practice my music."
"Excuse me as I adjust the volume level of the PET, your sound proccessors haven't quite finished recouperating." Cadet replied, "And don't mind the earmuffs.""Joke all you want," His offended navi barked out, "I don't care!"

He activated his amplification program and started with Bethoven's symphony #3. After he finished, he decided a rock number, but right as he begun a horible screech filled the air, "SHUT UP, YOU COULDN'T CARY A TUNE IN A BASKET!" Shouted a passerby.

Crecendo ended the program and set up his target practice, "I guess I'll just have to do some more work on my aiming." He said, dejected, as a bayonette appeared on his buster.