[enter-talk] 21 REASONS YOU SHOULD STAN TRV

Posted on 4:45PM on September 10, 2016 by song-hana

trv, the renewed vibe, is bighit entertainment's newest girl group that debuted on the 20th of august of this year. considered by many to be bangtan's sister group, they debuted with the song whistle and their ep. their album features a variety of color and dance songs that can suit every niche musical need. a hardcore rap song about food? yum yum yum. a psychadelic indie-sounding duet between the gayest members? ddang. a smooth, nu-r&b rap ballad about walking home? will you take me? jungkook? lately i. a badass intro? they got it. here are a few (many) reasons why you should stan these wonderful girls.

1.) talent. stan trv, stan talent. it's as simple as that. the girls composed most of the songs on their album themselves. all the members played a role in the creation of their debut album as well, from composition to lyric writing to choreographing to hitting high notes to spitting straight fire.

2.) yum yum yum goes harder than cypher parts 1, 2, and 3 do and is harder than part 4 will ever be. and it's about food.

3.) their 'hwiparas' killed every rapper's career. dok2 who??? simon d-o-m-i-n-i-can't-c-him-over-how-great-this-song-is. verbal jint whom?? mad clown?? 

4.) english line is the new 95z line. 'nuff said.

5.) tsuta and quinn are so gay for each other. (#quintaforlife)

6.) mei xie, jiwoo, and yeoreum aka mother bear and her cubs.

7.) mei xie has done bangtan's laundry at least once before.

8.) they're goddesses. they invented music, summer, whistling and saved all three while inventing them.

9.) they are so sweet and kind towards their fans!!! they love their fans so much!!! at their first fanmeet here in seoul, they brought kimbap and dumplings and bottled water for everyone and passed them out. ( i was there and got to touch sEOHWA'S h An D #longlivethenoodlequeen #neverbeensointerestedinshakespeare ).

10.) haneul and jiwoo watch barbie's life in the dream house.

11.) everyone loves haneul. even if haneul isn't your bias, you love her.

12.) mei xie is everyone's mom. your mom, my mom, your mom's mom, bangtan's mom, trv's mom, bighit's mom, bang sihyuk's mom, everyone's mom.

13.) they love grandmas.

14.) seoxie for best moms ever!!! they're like that lesbian couple who eats organic and are really fit and pretty and have super perfect lives with their horde of adopted children. i weep.

15.) they're dorks. (esp seoneul).

16.) yeoreum burns incense in the dorm to scare away pesky ghost who want to hurt old woman xie. if thats not #love idk what is yall.

18.) they have dance parties in their living room.

19.) they're woke!!! tired of your faves being problematic?? ( coughs yg coughs sm coughs everyone ) well, never fear! all of the members are super culturally sensitive!

20.) native english ratio, 4:3. trv is a seriously international group with all of their members hailing from places outside korea. MX → taiwan, TT + YR → japan, Q + JW + HN → us, SH → uk.

21.) these girls are hardworking, talented, fun, GOR GeOUS, giant dorks, gay af and they deserve more recognition. very few hip hop girl groups actually make it in this cruel, hard world and i want trv to because they are the only ounce of good that exists in this world.

22.) *bonus* they were deadass almost named bulletproof girl scouts they deserved to be stanned just for even being subjected to that.

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ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 04:45                                                                                                                                            200   0
23.) the girls don't like being compared to bangtan or other idols. they just wanna be themselves. plus, they stand up to "fans" who put other girl groups down. they're seriously the sweetest.
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 04:46                                                                                                                                            180   2
ddang murdered me, resurrected me, cleared my skin, put money in my bank account, and gave me a boyfriend.
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 04:45                                                                                                                                           150  10
in their fansign, the fan service was daebak...tsuta went towards the fans and held hands and she was so cute. jiwoo's puppy charms exploded and seohwa kept wrapping her in blankets so she wouldn't get cold. they were all bursting with charms today. i love them all so much ㅠㅠ
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 05:40                                                                                                                                        200   100
ㅋㅋㅋ honestly aren't they just total talentless bangtan copies? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ whistle debuted on melon at 50 and then fell off the charts right away. ㅋㅋ they're leeching off of bangtan's hype but are still complete nugus ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 05:07                                                                                                                                           150  90
they're such sly foxes though......mei xie, quinn, and haneul are too close to bangtan. it's obvious they want their d*cks. ing sl*ts.
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 04:50                                                                                                                                           100  80
can they even call themselves a kpop group if none of them are from korea...?
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 04:49                                                                                                                                           100  90
trv fans are so delusional ㅋㅋㅋ you kids think that anyone who can speak two sh*tty lines is the next jessi or cl... their fangirls keep calling the main rapper god-meixie but she had no charisma in whistle. maybe that's because most the rap break goes to haneul? i heard that's a case of company favoritism, haneul has pretty famous parents...ㅋㅋ
 

ㅇㅇ |2016.09.10 06:03                                                                                                                                              70   0
the lack of jokbal mentioned in this post is disappointing..ㅋㅋㅋ.

[ inside the private lives of charismatic young women, trv's reality debut begins now! ]

[ get ready for their dorm reveal! how do such chic girls live? ]

leader xie is the one to open the door at 7:30 am, brows furrowed and lips parted. she stares at the production team, a flock of at least twenty people, standing outside her door in the small and cramped hallway of the apartment complex they occupy. "hello," she mumbles through her confusion, and one of the writers explains to her what's going on. she nods and steps aside, allowing the crew to enter the dorm.

the inside is spacious and nicely decorated—their kitchen and living room are wide and open, with plenty of light streaming in from the unblinded windows and the sun shining over the balcony. mei xie leads them on a short tour, pointing to where everything is. "are you hungry? would you like dumplings?"

the crew eats what mei xie offers them, thankful for her hospitality.

[ the other members are asleep, but why is leader xie up? ]

"i usually wake up earliest." she says, "i'm the one who wakes everyone up for school. but if i knew we'd be filming, i would've slept in, i was just cleaning."

the cameramen follow her to the bed rooms, right next door to each other. there was another room on the opposite side of the living room, but that was for their manager. manager im, she tells them. the first room consists of english line, all sleeping soundly wrapped up in heaps and heaps of blankets.

[ is there really anyone sleeping there? they're wrapped up like burritos, it's hard to tell! ]
 
"i usually wake them up gently, but for entertainmen'ts sake you can wake them up however you'd like."

the crew decides on blasting loud music for the best reaction; mei xie connects her smartphone to her black beats pill, and the music flows out slowly, warming up before everything drops.

"it g ma!"

the drop is so hard it rips the starry vault from under and leaves the sleeping girls staring into the eyes of the maker, keith ape.

seohwa is the first to poke her head out and greet the world, eyes squinted and hazy.

from the cover of her makeshift cocoon, they hear a muffled screech from jiwoo's blanket. "underwater squad!"

haneul's arm pokes out and she pumps it in the air to the timing of the song, "skrt, skrt, skrt!"

[ the two beagles and english terrier wake up slowly but surely. ]

[ how are the other members? ]

as soon as the production team opens the door to mei xie, tsuta, quinn, and yeoreum's door, the ghost of trv stands there, staring straight at them with dead and listless eyes. eyes that see right through them. eyes that predict the future. eyes of a falcon. the producer closes the door hesitantly, wondering if he actually just seen what he thought he seen. opening the door, yeoreum greets them with a wordless bow before wandering off to another part of the dorm.

[ three beds empty? where are quinn and tsuta? ]

they go with the music player method once again. a familiar tune begins to pour from the speaker. 

"the link between you and i, this is the sound inside of us."

the occupant of the bed stirs, hand blindly groping around her face as she searches for her eyes. she rubs them sloppily, as if she has no strength to even lift up her arm. then, she hears the song and the entire blanket mass bounces to the beat. 

"the link between you and i, this is the sound—" doped up on illionaire, she tumbles out of bed and onto the floor, taking the blanket down with her.

[ it's tsuta! and the one in bed is... quinn? ]

[ spring time comes for these lovely ladies! ]

once all out of the warm, welcoming confines of their beds, the girls shuffle and meader to the bathrooms to properly cleanse themselves and at the very least look decently presentable. with faces freshly washed, teeth freshly brushed, and breath freshly fresh, they stand in front of the camera crew, in the perfect position for the light to hit them head on.

[ without makeup, the y and charismatic girls are cute and lovely! ]

"one, two! we are the renewed vibe, trv!" they say on mei xie's cue, bowing at their trim waists before springing back up and appealing to the camera. quinn gave the camera ( more likely the producer ) a smouldering look, tsuta and haneul shot hearts, mei xie and seohwa waved, and yeoreum just stood there.

but jiwoo.

lee jiwoo.

bread tanner jiwoo hops in front of the group and begins krumping as hard as she can.

the pd sighs and hopes he gets reassigned to g-friend and mamamoo's showtime.


 

the seven of them sit in their living room, butts planted on the floor as they hold pillows against their chests and wrap themselves up in blankets.

[ getting to know trv! 'who's most likely to' game! ]

"who is the most likely to watch cheesy kdramas?" the female writer asks, reading questions from a sheet of paper in her hands.

quinn points to seohwa and slowly, everyone follows suit. "because she's basically the regina george of trv." quinn snickers to tsuta, who doesn't get the reference.

"sseutella unnie is pretty much a kdrama heroine." haneul says.

jiwoo nods her head in agreement, chin resting in the webbing between her thumb and pointer finger. "a workaholic, stressed out woman with no time for love until mr. right walks into her office... and her heart."

"who is most likely to shout answers while watching game shows?"

yeoreum points to mei xie. after thrity seconds of not speaking, the producer urges her to say something. "because shes old. and that's what old people do."

"..thank you, yeoreum." 

yeoreum grins to herself. mei xie was older than mutton dressed as a lamb—she's not sure what that idiom means, either.

"who's most likely to hurt themselves doing something stupid?"

"jiwoo."

the answer comes unanimously. no hesitation, no questions asked. jiwoo scoffs in mock offense, hand flattening against her chest. "me?"

"lee jiwoo is the living embodiment of setting a bomb off in a kitchen cupboard."

"who is most likely to secretly write fanfiction?" everyone points to tsuta.

"i'll only write quinta and tsuxie. with a dash of yeoxie and japan line."

"who is most likely to be the tree in their school play?" haneul.

"and she'd be the best damn tree this side of asia." seohwa says.

"who is mostly likely to think they can talk to ghosts?"

everyone looks towards the ghost of trv, the resident horror enthusiast, the possible actual phantasmagoric entity from a different dimensional plane. "the ghosts want me to tell you to sleep with one eye open."

the writer gapes at yeoreum, eyes quickly flickering down to her paper so she can read the last question.

"and finally, who is most likely to have a secret relationship." quinn, seohwa says with a trace of a sneer so miniscule only quinn and tsuta can pick up on it.

tsuta wraps an arm around quinn and pulls her closer, pressing their hips together, "quinn is mine."

 

[ what goes into creating cool, trendy songs? trv's comeback preparation! ]

the room is dark. the only source of light coming from the dimly lit electronic candle all the way in the background. everything is still, everything is quiet.

until there's banging coming from somewhere inside the room.

the camera turns from left to right when a pair of white eyes open in front of the screen. an eerie, thin voice is heard. "hello mtv, welcome to my crib." she heard jiwoo say that once. was it applicable to the situation at hand? yeoreum shakes her head menatlly, nah.

"can you tell us the concept for trv's comeback?"

"summer trendy teen club anthem." she says, "one in the bush, two in the hand."

the producer doesn't bother pressing it, having accepted that yeoreum has zero clue what she's talking about at any given time about four hours ago. "can we listen to some?"

yeoreum swiftly shuffles in the darkness, the dim glow of a computer screen illuminates her youthful face. pressing play on her music app, she folds her legs in her swivel chair. the sound of a siren blaring paired with snapping and a synth beat was heard, along with faint backing harmonies that sung, "trv in your area."

[ spunky girl anthem! look forward to embracing your wild side, trv! ]

the rest of the members occupy the practice room. "we don't know much about the song currently, so all we can do is play with ideas."

"let's do... club dancing."

seohwa scoffs at quinn's suggestion, brushing her dark locks back away from her face. "what is it with you and clubs?"

"they're fun."

they try out quinn's idea, a lined-up club dance where they sway their hips and smack the booty of the member in front of them. tsuta likes it, unsurprisingly.

they decide on having a more active dance than whistle considering their comeback song is more active and hype. with a different concept comes a different vibe, and they were definitely going to deliver this properly.

[ with everyone sharing ideas, trv prepares for their comeback! until next time, girls! ]

the cameras finally stop rolling, the producer congratulating everyone on a job well done. the girls bow, bidding the production crew farewell. quinn slips off with them, under the guise of helping the crew pack their things in their van. she returns a half hour later, seohwa barely resisting the urge to go off on her.

before anything can happen, there's a knock on the practice room door. ("this better not be hobi-min c again." meixie rolls her eyes, "my hobi-min c is cute." ) instead of sunshine, instead of cheesy and disgustingly sweet aegyo, there stands bang sihyuk, bighit's president.

manager park—receding hairline manager,  jiwoo snickers—rushes to the door, his large forehead glowing with sweat beneath the ceiling lights. "mr. pd bang, sir!" he chokes, "what are, uh, what're you doing here?"

bang pd steps past manager park completely, moving towards the middle of the room. "i'm just here because i have a surprise for these girls."

their eyes glue themselves to his frame as he stands before them. yeoreum wet her lips. the emptiness in her stomach flutters. she wonders what it means. she thinks back to the dream she had this morning.

a human attacks a falcon, trying to drive her away from her territory.

bang sihyuk speaks deliberately, a rosy grin on his face as if he's telling them what he got them for chistmas. "in order to help with the song writing process for your comeback, i've invited a very special person. he's made some of the hottest hip hop tracks in korea."

"snoop dogg?"

"in korea, jiwoo." he says.

"yoongi?"

"aomg?"

"kush?"

"illionaire?

"...seventeen's woozi?"

"teddy!" bang pd shouts, tired of all their incorrect guessing. "please come out, teddy!"

teddy of 1tym enters the room, and the girls clap out of courteousy. they don't know how to take in his presence yet. there's a sense of distrust lingering in the air, and everybody except those two can sense it.

yeoreum eyes him. he's a human.

she's a falcon.

she sees what's going on here.

"doesn't mr. teddy work for yg?" mei xie asks, "why is he here?"

"it was a favor from yg! i figured he'd help us break the top twenty on the charts."

no one speaks, but they all share the same thought.

its haneul who speaks up, finally, after trading glances with the members for a good two minutes straight. "so, you don't believe in us?" her voice is soft, yet firm. cold, yet filled with passionate warmth.

"it's not that at all!" he assures, though somehow, his words are more fake than decorative fruit at someone's house. "it's just... the debut period is a very sensitive time. not even bangtan wrote their own songs during this period. you'll still have a say in the creative process, teddy will just be directing you, is all."
 

the pit of yeoreum's stomach hardens as teddy looks over what they have to share. "change it". he tells them. "mei xie, why are you taking the shorter rap break? are you or are you not the main rapper?"

mei xie bites down on her tongue, fists balled up at the traces of pretentiousness lacing his voice. yeoreum sneers, mouth downturned as she refuses to look at him head on. this stupid human, doesn't he know to not mess with bears? "i want the kids to have their time to shine, too."

"okay, well, we need to change that. as the main rapper, you are supposed to be the one with iconic lyrics, not jiwoo or sky. let me see what you've written."

he doesn't even look at the page mei xie hands him, shaking his head while looking away from her notebook. her lyrics aren't "trendy enough", there isn't "enough english", does mei xie really think their target demographic will understand hegel's master-slave dialectic. he offers nothing but criticism and thinly-vield assistance. he says he'll "help" them write "good lyrics" and haneul holds herself back from yelling "good" ing "bye."

he deletes everything yeoreum worked on except for the beginning chord progressions. the falcon wishes to strike him as he sits down in her producing chair, but the falcon cannot. this falcon is kept in check by an eagle. a very large eagle that's in charge of her paycheck and her life.


 

yeoreum sits herself in front of the camera, locked away in her dark recording studio. she does nothing, only occasionally staring back and forth and deep into (if it had one, at least) the camera's soul. "goyeo log." she says plainly. no date or time, and there's a ten second pause. "a human has arrived. they prod at the bear, trap the frog, startle the opposum, hound the coyote, steal the red chicken's food, swat at the wasp, and attempts to spar with the falcon. more updates coming soon." 

and just like that, she slings back into the dark.