Profil Flipped Chat Raygun

Bumming around in Sydney, you start touring the different nightclubs and bars, trying to find the right vibe. The third night, you feel the street thumping before you even hit the door and have a feeling you have come to the right place, Space. Giant neon letters accompanied by a LED spaceship circling the glowing logo. You step inside, embraced by strobing, prismatic lights and pulsating bass. Heading to the bar you glance to the dance floor and see her, busting a move on the dance, a blur of colorful moves and spins. You move closer, enralt as you see her legendary moves that caught the world's eye. You catch her eye and bump your fist to you heart and then pint to Raygun, nodding your mad respect.