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[hugmyscythe]

[ The Otherworld. Grey, dreary, dead. A wasteland where imagination of the anguished souls rule. A low moon hangs in the stagnant sky. Dead Master walks onto screen, dragging her scythe behind her as she passes tall black canyons. Her two giant skulls float beside her, expressionless. Seem like any other day in their otherworld, right?

NOPE. This time there is a humble piano melody beginning in the background. The too skulls start out with a tender "oooh"- that's right, they're going to be the chorus. While DM there might seem like she's thinking to herself, as with any musical, thoughts must be expressed to the audience in ~song~. A ballad, actually. But unlike that official version, her own voice remains soft throughout, barely touching upon the crescendo at the end. ]

Let's take a better look
beyond a story book
and learn our souls are all we own
before we turn to stone

let's go to sleep with clearer heads
and hearts too big to fit out beds
and maybe we won't feel so alone
before we turn to stone

and if you wait for someone else's hand
you will surely fall down
if you wait for someone else's hand
you'll fall, you'll fall

I know that I am nothing new
there's so much more than me and you
but dear friend how we must atone
before we turn to stone..."

Comments

video;

[chestboard]

Damn... you sure can sing.

Permavid; 1/4

[hugmyscythe]

[ That was all supposed to be in her head. Why was she- ]

[hugmyscythe]

[ OMG SHE WAS SINGING. Nevermind barely using her voice anyways, but singing? Really? As if she even knew how to make a melody and lyrics on her own. ]

[hugmyscythe]

[ Even her skull-chans also had nice voices... ]

[hugmyscythe]

[ BUT STILL WHERE THE HELL DID THAT SONG COME FROM?! ]....This must bea virus of some sort.[ She's... kinda speechless right now. ]

[chestboard]

Ahaha... it is, it really is!

Damn, I'm glad I wasn't recorded-...! But I love your voice!

[hugmyscythe]

I...Hopefully, you shall not be

hearing a song from me ever again.

[ This is p. embarrassing. Because hey, her voice is a personal thing. ]

[chestboard]

What? No way!

You can't take that away from me after I've heard it!

[hugmyscythe]

I do not have much reason to sing on my own,
Battler Ushiromiya.

[chestboard]

Then sing for me!

[ he'll listen all day.]

action

[starblaze]

[ooh miss dead master oooh Shooter stands not far off, just... watching.

wow.

Dead Master.]

action!

[hugmyscythe]

[ She's actually kinda really embarrassed about this. She spots Shooter- fff she made eye contact- and then she quickly turns the other way.

It's not like these cliffs make good acoustics, okay? ]

[starblaze]

[nope nope coming over. with moony eyes and everything.]

Your voice is beautiful.

[hugmyscythe]

[ Stay cool, stay cool.



......derp. ]

[hugmyscythe]

...All of the Otherworld must haveheard it.[ She just wants to hide in a corner now... ]

[starblaze]

[moooony eyes!!]

They're lucky to have heard, then.

[hugmyscythe]

[ She'll never hear the end of it!! ] It is something thatthey would only use against me,
most likely.

[starblaze]

I won't let them. ['^'!!]

[tenminutes]

You know, sometimes someone else's hand is the one that can pull you up too.

Permavid;

[hugmyscythe]

...If they are not draggeddown by the very same hand,
that is.

Permavid;

[tenminutes]

It's possible either way. I'd rather get dragged down than have just let someone fall without trying.

[hugmyscythe]

[ There's not a lot she can say to that. ] ...This is a sillyvirus.

[tenminutes]

The silliest. At least it's not actually bad. It could be everyone singing a bunch of stuff that isn't true and pissing everyone else off.

[hugmyscythe]

Although, I did mean to keep that singing...
those thoughts

to myself.

[tenminutes]

That you thought the community would ever let that happen is funny in its own way.