SEDUCTIVE | t.k.

forty six

TOKIO HOTEL GUITARIST FOUND DEAD.

viktoria platonov was found deceased sunday morning in ohrid, north macedonia. after a combined raid formed by SKR, AR, and BND - found platonovs body in a compound unit 20 miles outside of ohrid. she was pronounced deceased at the scene by local medical examiners, and had conclusively been deceased for 2 days.

tokio hotel has not responded to any questioning or released an official statement. their world tour has been cancelled until they're able to tour again.

the platonovs left germany as soon as the news came. they moved back to russia, and practically vanished from the earth. nikita stopped boxing, odetta quit her job, and ilya stopped replying to texts, calls, even mail.

tokio hotel was quite literally dead - they didn't release music, didn't interact with fans, vanished from social media. the only way people knew they were alive was the rarity of photos, but with them barely leaving their houses it was impossible.

the group either stayed at their houses or would sneak out of their houses in what was deemed regular clothing and met up at the kaulitz house. though that didn't happen for months, the mourning of their best friend was too much. everyone had become a shell of a person.

viktoria was the light of the moon in darkness, someone who cheer you up with an insult. her wittiness was uncanny, the way you could barely understand what she said because she would talk so fast. her horrible german - despite being fluent. her relationship and loyalty to those she loved. she would put anyone above herself. that's what the group - her family loved about her. she was undoubtedly herself. the most gorgeous being inside and out. no matter what she got herself into, she would never drag others down. being mixed into a world where family members are taken left and right is not for the weak. though it's not for anyone, there is always a special person in your life. no matter if you think you do or not. somebody loves you, cares for you, even if your life feels like the brink of existence.

so in viktorias last moments - what did she think about? her mother? the moments they shared when she was younger. watching cheburasbka snuggled up between ilya and her parents. when her and her mother would eat at teremok after shopping. would it be her father? when he had gotten her and ilya their first boxing gloves. or when he made her try holodets because 'every true russian has to try it at least once'. maybe it was ilya? the day she broke up with aleksi and she was crying in her dark room. he had comforted her the whole night, rubbing her back and letting her just cry on his shoulder. or when he beat up some girl for stealing her sirki. maybe it was the band - when they had first asked her to join. or the first sleepover they all had and begun gossiping like teenage girls. maybe it was tom, their first ever picnic, or when she punched him. there were lots of memories that could've passed her. but what's the guarantee that even happens? what if it's just darkness.

the label had put an official statement six months after her death.

the recent death of viktoria was a hardship on all of us. not just tokio hotel, but friends, family, and our fans. viktoria had bettered the band, made the dynamic something indescribable. the days, weeks, and months to her death were excruciating. the thought of her being alive during those times they thought she wasn't was rewarding but painful. she had endured so much during that time, and from someone so sick.

tokio hotel wished they could continue the tour, their music for now. though they cannot, they did not just lose a band member. they lost a friend, a sister, a girlfriend. viktoria was a special person, anyone could see that. no matter how much the media had shamed her, she fought back. she was an advocate for what's right, but also herself. she was an inspiration to many young woman. the way she glowed was special, a halley's comet.

viktoria was loved by many and we hope to honor her presence for years and centuries.

- tokio hotel

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this was so sad to write rip