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singularityderp2010-12-01 11:59 pm
whistlesatengineers) wrote in singularityderp2010-12-01 11:59 pm
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The Song Drabble Meme
the song drabble meme
It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!
( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.
( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.
( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!
Take as long as you need; there's no time limits here!
And here's some helpful HTML to make it pretty!
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yeah
haha
this is gonna get some weeiiiird shit.
Characters: {...} || (
SHODAN || (
Bro Strider || (
Number of Tracks: ...512
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#101
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... I guess I didn't get all the orchestral tracks
WILL DO THIS TONIGHT *salute*
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Seriously, I have about four albums worth of BT, three Daft Punk, Saint Germain, and three albums of Colorpulse / Symphony of Science
yeah
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Fuck yeah, Symphony of Science
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And yfadsn symphony of science sogood
BT is lovely stuff too. Lemmie find something.
Annnd finally
He actually covers a wide range of electronic styles, I think.
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/rips all of these into mp3 files >.>
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:3
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502
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... why do the two bros get one of my srzbznz songs I don't even...
if I remove the Saint Germain stuff they get The Emperor's Wives, lol.
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Pfft, that second one X3
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bleghgnghg
Pretty much everyone was certain that Virgil and Bro were the two biggest idiots on the station. Well, most everyone. A few thought that Virgil was hilarious and that Bro really was the coolest dude on the planet. But most were in agreement: those two guys? Total fucking morons.
Bro had a slightly different philosophy on the matter. He, too, thought that Virgil was kind of an idiot, and he mostly hung out with Fishboy for irony's sake.
But here's the thing - Virgil may have been a bit of a dumbass, but he had a lot more fun than anyone else on this fucking station (or so Bro reasoned). Dudes needed to get a sense of humor. They weren't getting off of this place any time, and tomorrow they could all drop dead.
Why not have a bit of fun?
He grinned as fishboy finished hotwiring the hovercar he had one foot on. He could hear the SPARTANS rolling closer in their warthog.
"Yo, fishface, you ready to roll?"
"You know it, broseph."
He hopped into the back seat as Virgil took the wheel. It was a good day to be awake.
pfffft awesomeness!
Re: pfffft awesomeness!
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holy shit yes (http://www.lyricstime.com/mind-in-a-box-between-worlds-lyrics.html) I will work on this soon
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He was used to dreaming. Once, he'd dreamed in twos – gold and violet, always two dreams to greet the dusk. Then he'd stopped sleeping, for to sleep was to have the darkness stare back at him, and no matter what she said about them being not so bad, he couldn't quite believe her.
These were no longer his dreams. These were different dreams; horrific dreams. Half were his native dreams, filled with rage and pity, guilt and futility, sorrow and pain, hatred and rain. He dreamed of killing those he hated; he dreamed of instantly regretting it. He dreamed of being in the military, he dreamed that Alternia had never fallen, he dreamed that it burned and he stood on his surface and his hands were covered in colors as rainbows filled the streets. No cocoon to soothe these here, no slime to soothe the nightmares.
But all things come in twos. And the second half was... new.
He dreamed of silicon and steel, he dreamed of cable and wire, he dreamed of logic and cold codes. Not unusual in itself – sometimes he did dream in code. Yet in this case the codes were his thoughts (half his thoughts) and the wires were in his blood, turning yellow to silver, plasma to electricity. And in those dreams she whispered, no physical presence but only her imprint, all around him and slipping slowly inside him.
The steel dreams soothed the colored ones, taking down the pain and rage and guilt and fear.
Give in. Let go.
He stands between worlds. He stands as always on the cusp, feet straddling the border. On the one side a swirl of rage, emotions out of control, too many memories and too much to bear. And on the other, the comfort of logic, that which he has always taken refuge in.
She calls to him.
But on the other side, amidst the swirl of colors and the tumult of emotion, there is that one thread of Tyrian purple.
He picks it up and holds it close. This is something he has almost forgotten, and it pulls him towards the other side.
YOU cannot DEFY ME
He holds it closer. In the real world, he is still trapped in a nightmare of pipes and cables; the machine goddess holds him in her claws as she makes him into something truly bifurcated. He is aware, even through his dreams, that she is cutting his skin, that she is replacing warm flesh with something cold and alien.
He holds to that thread. He refuses to move to the other side.
He will stand, as always, between worlds.