Kian crash-landed into DOOMSDAY LOVERS in the mountains of Japan, where she met Romulus in Toga while the two spent two weeks stomping, sweating and screaming their way through Suzuki training under the guidance of Suzuki Tadashi and members of SCOT. Somewhere between the mountains, the aching thighs and the slightly deranged intensity of throwing your entire body at the floor every day, they realised they shared an appetite for the same kind of theatre: physical, unruly, obsessive, and a little bit doomed.

So, naturally, Kian joined the apocalypse.

As the newest DOOMSDAY LOVER, she brings her particular cocktail of big-institution producing brain and dirty DIY instinct into the collective, joining as producer and professional enabler of bad ideas that are just good enough to work. In R&J vs THE WORLD, she’ll also become THE VOICE OF DOOM — a disembodied presence hovering somewhere between narrator, accomplice and saboteur, watching the story being built and occasionally sticking its fingers into the machinery. Because apparently helping produce the apocalypse wasn’t enough. She had to narrate it too.