for the ones from magnagora:
'n that old imperial merian'd come to you
just after the dawn, it'd be soap and brush
just after the dawn, it'd be out of the blue
damned be the dawn, poor childe, rush... rush!
beware of the merian, my childe, and shush!
I started magnagora once I think to be easy to think what a seren or celestian would sing...
and now...
what do you think the parents and whoever is taking care of children (or just torturing them, who knows
) in Lusternia is singing for the younglings (or haunting them with)?
'n that old imperial merian'd come to you
just after the dawn, it'd be soap and brush
just after the dawn, it'd be out of the blue
damned be the dawn, poor childe, rush... rush!
beware of the merian, my childe, and shush!
I started magnagora once I think to be easy to think what a seren or celestian would sing...
and now...
what do you think the parents and whoever is taking care of children (or just torturing them, who knows
) in Lusternia is singing for the younglings (or haunting them with)?QUOTE (Mezz @ Feb 9 2011, 08:46 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
for the ones from magnagora:
'n that old imperial merian'd come to you
just after the dawn, it'd be soap and brush
just after the dawn, it'd be out of the blue
damned be the dawn, poor childe, rush... rush!
beware of the merian, my childe, and shush!
I started magnagora once I think to be easy to think what a seren or celestian would sing...
and now...
what do you think the parents and whoever is taking care of children (or just torturing them, who knows ) in Lusternia is singing for the younglings (or haunting them with)?
'n that old imperial merian'd come to you
just after the dawn, it'd be soap and brush
just after the dawn, it'd be out of the blue
damned be the dawn, poor childe, rush... rush!
beware of the merian, my childe, and shush!
I started magnagora once I think to be easy to think what a seren or celestian would sing...
and now...
what do you think the parents and whoever is taking care of children (or just torturing them, who knows
) in Lusternia is singing for the younglings (or haunting them with)?Sylphas just sends them to Phoebus.
QUOTE (Shiri @ Feb 10 2011, 10:19 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
...all I can think of is Xinemus' covers.
Absolute truth. Too bad he never actually recorded them.
QUOTE (Mezz @ Feb 10 2011, 09:15 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
heheh! that was a good one... for all the Basin!
I wonder about what Hallifaxians or Gaudies fear... scrambled eggs? truth? hehehe
I wonder about what Hallifaxians or Gaudies fear... scrambled eggs? truth? hehehe
Scientific and artistic stagnation
Also, the Time-KGB.
QUOTE (Mezz @ Feb 10 2011, 03:15 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
heheh! that was a good one... for all the Basin!
I wonder about what Hallifaxians or Gaudies fear... scrambled eggs? truth? hehehe
I wonder about what Hallifaxians or Gaudies fear... scrambled eggs? truth? hehehe
Hallifax fears nothing. Fear is illogical and gets in the way of efficiency and the making of sound decisions.
The Commissariat of Offspring Temporary Management provides only instrumental pieces for the enjoyment of those in their care, as it is pure music, with no potentially unsavory lyrics to get in the way of the aesthetic appeal of sound.I totally just made that up. It is fanon. But seriously our daycare is badass. Look at this guy:
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Commissariat of Offspring Temporary Management.
Banks of clouds roil about here. This squat marble facility on the edge of the platform is divided
into two sections. The first is a small waiting area with a reception desk and several low benches,
the second is a wide plaza, open to the sky, strewn with a variety of toys and amusements for
children to partake in while their parents gamble. These range from the mundane - including a see-
saw and a set of climbing bars - to the more exotic, such as a wire mesh crate of aeroballs that
twitch and judder against the sides of their enclosure. Behind the reception desk, a plane of light
depicts a powerfully-built, uniformed lucidian with a determined expression surrounded by smiling
children beneath the words "COTM Is Here To Serve! Ward 7, Precinct 40".
Banks of clouds roil about here. This squat marble facility on the edge of the platform is divided
into two sections. The first is a small waiting area with a reception desk and several low benches,
the second is a wide plaza, open to the sky, strewn with a variety of toys and amusements for
children to partake in while their parents gamble. These range from the mundane - including a see-
saw and a set of climbing bars - to the more exotic, such as a wire mesh crate of aeroballs that
twitch and judder against the sides of their enclosure. Behind the reception desk, a plane of light
depicts a powerfully-built, uniformed lucidian with a determined expression surrounded by smiling
children beneath the words "COTM Is Here To Serve! Ward 7, Precinct 40".
QUOTE (Phoebus @ Feb 10 2011, 05:24 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Hallifax fears nothing. Fear is illogical and gets in the way of efficiency and the making of sound decisions. The Commissariat of Offspring Temporary Management provides only instrumental pieces for the enjoyment of those in their care, as it is pure music, with no potentially unsavory lyrics to get in the way of the aesthetic appeal of sound.
The Commissariat of Offspring Temporary Management provides only instrumental pieces for the enjoyment of those in their care, as it is pure music, with no potentially unsavory lyrics to get in the way of the aesthetic appeal of sound.heheh... then I can guess that it'd be scary enough a music with lyrics. it doesn't matter wich kind of lyrics.
I wonder how hard it will be the work of a bard there... hrm... maybe they'll be the first bards using flutes, hehe.
QUOTE (Mezz @ Feb 10 2011, 09:00 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
heheh... then I can guess that it'd be scary enough a music with lyrics. it doesn't matter wich kind of lyrics.
I wonder how hard it will be the work of a bard there... hrm... maybe they'll be the first bards using flutes, hehe.
I wonder how hard it will be the work of a bard there... hrm... maybe they'll be the first bards using flutes, hehe.
I maintain that Hallifax bards' genre will be temporoelechestral, and their skills will be based upon the harmonic perfection of sound.
(totally wrong, but let me DREAM, OK)