The Sides And Their Dance Styles

The sides and their dance styles

Logan can square dance, but only when he’s wearing a cowboy hat. His strongest style is popping and locking or whatever the kids call it. Ya know, those very quick jerky, precise movements that make you wonder where the dancer’s bones went. Also the robot but what else did you expect.

Virgil’s got that 1990’s New York street dancer style, the one with the boomboxes and breakdancing on a slab of cardboard. Please give him tips, the boy works hard. Lots of aggressive movements eased by a surprising fluidity.

Roman? One word. B A L L E T. Dude can lift other dancers no prob. And he LEAPS like he’s got mini trampolines hiding in his shoes. He’s power, he’s grace, and he can kick you in the face.

Patton does the fucking polka. That or a spot-on Irish tap dance jig. He likes bouncy dances and to move his feet to the groove. Move it right on down the street. He gone. He ain’t coming back.

Deceit is a master of the waltz, and when he’s feeling particularly in high spirits? Swing baby, swing! If he really wants to sweep someone off their feet, he’ll do a tasty tango. Yes lads, he’s single. Don’t know if he’s ready to mingle. You’ll have to ask.

Remus has two modes and two modes only: Flamenco dancing or the worm. There is no in between. Sometimes the worm is just his mode of movement (walking is so last year). His flamenco steps are fire though. No really, he set himself on fire during a performance once. It was his brightest idea. Ba-dum-tsss.

Bonus!

Remy is a one-man party and he’s ready to make anywhere his dancefloor at a moment’s notice. He can do every Fortnite dance without flinching. His twerk is also out of this world, galaxy tier tbh. And when the boy whips? The Earth nae-naes right back at him.

Emile doesn’t dance. His body just wiggles like the demon possessing him wasn’t ready for this much positivity and wants out. He hops too. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, someone help him.

Thomas does all the classic moves. The sprinkler, the cabbage patch, the macarena. That one move where you hold your ankle, clutch the back of your neck, and head bang all of your problems away because let’s face it, you’re not going to get to that thing you’ve been procrastinating for the past five eons. Might as well dance.