Nice song.
When I listened and read the past reviews, I saw a waveline ~~~~~~~... Thats the only way I can draw it on here... :3 I think the song will be better if you modify that "bam" instrument to make the song from ~~~~ to v^v^v^v^... Yea... Forget I even wrote this review...
~Depes Hales~
Its the bass, not the sound. But the bass has to be loud, due to the purpose of the song
Nice.
I see...
Walking towards the city gates, the lone warrior wonders if his decision was wise. Frowning, he pushes all thoughts out of his mind except for rage. Many of the countless mutants from the quaratined city have escaped and it was time for someone to end this. Opening up the gate, the warrior draws his katana and runs into the city blind with rage. With every moment, blood is sprayed everywhere and the ever increasing number of bodies continue to build. So many, it seemed, that the bodies become a new layer of earth in the city. Continuing his sword dance, the lone warrior rages on towards the laboratory that was the source of it all. Soon, he reached the entrance to the lab and noticed a giant hole in the wall. His mind consumed with anger, he jumps in, slashing away the monsters that fight pointlessly against him. Deeper and deeper he went into the large building seeking out the glass ball scientists had discovered. Finally, he reached the very center of the building, the cause of all this chaos. Seeing the glass ball and the abundant people guarding it, the warrior raises his sword.
"Bring it on, you creeps!" he screams. The warrior ran and attacked almost as if he was one of the mutants as well. His arms a blur, body pieces begin flying. In a matter of seconds it seemed, the lone warrior reached the glass ball.
"Some mysteries are just not meant to be solved," he says. Bringing his katana's blade down on the ball, he slices it perfectly in half. Almost as suddenly as the people of the city were turned into mutants, everyone in the room turned back to normal, muttering and wondering what the hell happened. Dropping his katana, the warrior begins the arduous task of finding his long lost brother.
Great song.
~Depes Hales~
Great song.
I see...
Hoding a flower, Sam wonders if he should ask Jill out. Looking at the flower, he picks away at the petals, tearing himself up by telling himself why she would like him and why she wouldn't like him. After what seemed like an eternity, Sam comes to a decision.
"Yes," he thinks, "I will do it." Running to Jill's house inexcitement, he notices that Jill is talking to what most girls at school think is the hottest guy. Sam stands to rethink his choice and wonders if he should still keep it a secret.
"NO! I have kept this secret for four years! I will not, CANNOT, keep this a secret anymore!" he decides. Again he runs to Jill and pushes aside Jake, the "hot" guy.
"Hey! What the fuck?!" Jake yells.
"Jill, I have something important to tell you!" Sam says.
"Um... What is it, Sam?" asks Jill.
"I... I... lo-"
"Hurry up already!" Jake interrupts.
"I LOVE YOU, JILL!!!!" Sam screams. For a few moments, there was nothing but silence and Jill and Jake with their mouths wide open. Suddenly, Jill hugs Sam tightly.
"Really?!?!?!" Jill asks.
"Y... Yes."
"And to think that this whole time I thought you weren't the least bit interested in me." Immediately, Sam and Jill begin kissing each other and repeating over and over again how they feel. With his hopes crushed, Jake walks back to his car to drive away with a lonely heart...
Can you make the beggining a lil louder plz? Its a great song tho.
~Depes Hales~
I love the story.
...Make the beginning louder? The quiet beginning is all part of the metaphor, depes. I wouldn't ever be able to bring myself to change it.
I appreciate your thoughtful response, depes.
The modern age...
As the robot of the month, JD-153 receives an award most robots only dream of getting. A full AI brain. Breathing in the air through his artificial nostrils, JD walks up a hill to watch the sun rise. Closing his eyes, JD welcomes the warmth of the sun and the wonder of being able to dream... to wonder.... to be free from the horrid life of being a slave to the humans... To soon, it seemed, when the sun finally sunk beneath the ever daunting mountains that block all robots from their freedoms. Finally opening his eyes, JD looks around to make sure the humans have not come yet. Opening up his chest, JD removes the tracking device.
"It is pointless," JD's conscience tells him, "Many have tried already, and all of them have failed."
"No," JD fights back, "Each generation evolves in thought and intelligence. I will not fail like the others." JD then walks up and starts walking towards the only thing that keeps him away from true freedom.
Great song. Keep it up.
~Depes Hales~
whow, really nice story :) I can Imagine that when I listen to this song.
thanks for the ten too!
This is a very good song.
The three weary travelers slowly walk up the final steps. Steps that have rarely stepped on by mankind. As they climb the final obstacle to the tip of the Himalayas, they think back on many lost friends that have died trying to achieve the greatest reward of all adventurers. Stepping onto the barren, windy, white ground of the very top, they all gasp in wonder as they finally take in what they have just done.
"We are on top of the world!" they all think. They shed their goggles for just a few moments to view the wonder from the very top. After a couple of hours basking in the life filling sun, they decide to climb back down. They think of how they will tell their stories and how they will be marked as one of the few people to ever climb to the very top. The trio then comes to a stop at a daunting cliff.
"We made it to the top, but how are we going to make it back down?" one of them thinks. Still cheerful, the three survivors been their climb down.
Great song.
~Deps Hales~
I think you've written a really nice story, I certainly can Imagine that! Thanks for writing :) and thanks for the ten!
Great song...
I see...
Climbing up the steps towards the gate, the battered and sleep deprived knight raises his sword. Seeing the two guards, daggers suddenly appear in his hand and in the next second are in the guards' throats. The knight then opens the tall, mocking gates to the castle. The wicked king of hell, surprised to see him still alive, draws his sword. People around back off, forming a circular arena for the enraged knight and the angry king. "No," thinks the king, "He has bested my best warrior. My SON!" Suddenly, the king charges. Resisting the urge to kill the king outright, the knight easily parries each blow, then striking whenever a vulnerable spot appeared in the king's mad sword dance. Slowly giving the king many cuts as to torture him, the knight recalls every friend, every ally, every mistress that was slain by the king of hell. "997, 998, 999,..." the knight counts. Given 999 cuts, the king falls to his knees.
"End this madness!" shouts the king, "You have given me more wounds than I have inflicted in my life! Or is it because you and I are alike? You must satisfy your thirst of blood, MY blood, by draining every last little drop of blood from my veins?!"
"No," answers the knight, "You and I will never be alike. I give a wound for each soul you have taken from my life."
"Bah! You just don't have the heart to take a life! Your a weakling, a pathetic excuse for a knight!" The knight then brings his sword to the king's neck.
"At least I have a heart, you merciless monster. This last cut shall be for my brother's last heartbeat." Closing his eyes, he swipes his sword across the neck. The king gasps his last breathe and falls, blood dripping from the many inflicted wounds and from his mouth. The many persons surrounding the knight and the body of the king begin cheering.
"Hurrah! Hurrah! May the wicked king burn for all eternity!" One woman notices that the knight is walking away without so much as a single shout with the peasents. She runs over to him and places her hand on his shoulder.
"Where are you going, brave knight?" she asks.
"I have my vengence, but still it seems not enough. Perhaps it is the guilt in me that tortures me everyday. How I could have saved them. How I could have changed those days with simple choices I should have made." A tear rolls down his cheek at the last word. Before the woman could reply, the knight continues walking. He soon disappears in the distant horizan. Not knowing what to think, the woman walks back to celebrate the death of the king and the birth and end of a long awaited hero.
Cool story man! Like how you connect your writing :) Thanks for the review/story :D
Again with the great songs...
Ok thats it, I am adding you as one of my favorite artists. I hope I was the 101st dalmation. ;)
~Depes Hales~
Rofl! 101 Dalmatians, really clever dude srsly.
Anyways thanks a lot man i really appreciate it.
BTW, i dont think you were :( Soz
I use powerpoint, nothing else. Don't judge me. ~Depes Crystalline~
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