Anonymous Fri 27 Sep 2024 21:25:43 No.69519364 Report

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>>69519302
An average day in VVURM DRAMA’s creative writing process. Hijinks and shenanigans ensue because nobody can agree on anything

Anonymous Fri 27 Sep 2024 23:59:44 No.69523021 Report

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>The struggle begins. The three of us all glance between as it does. A song is birthed today, whether it wants to be or not. Always like this. Won't have it any other way. I grin as Trish and Reed both nastily smirk back.
>I'm the first up, playing a line I'd practiced. Audio combat begins now. I repeat it, showing it's range and permutations. The two start to nod along. Their turn.
>Trish matches with a bassline, clashing with my own sound. You're not clever, watch this. I edit the key a bit and manage to synchronize with her, still forcing my own BPM however.
>Reed's not sold. He taps away a pattern completely discordant with our current rhythm. Alright, playing hard ball I see. I glance to see Trish slightly willing to budge. We speed it up to match him and start to find a footing for a song. Something's coming together. Just as I start to get a feel for the flow Trish, in her infinite wisdom, decides it's time for her solo.
>She starts wildly going up and down scales, really just hamming it up as she goes and throwing the entire tune out of whack. I try to recover but am unable. Yet Reed now leads.
>He catches her tempo and flows with it, allowing me to slowly match as she goes, finding her pattern. Alright we're back to good as I let her go nuts. I spy a raptor smirk. His turn, huh?
>He kicks into overdrive as she winds down. Not to be bested I match him, playing fierce and hard, a second melody I had loaded coming out to play. Trish gets the memo and we find it. Harmony.
>For just the moment our clashing and insisting on our own patterns matches, a perfect and angry beat spews forth. Perfection. Finally we start to wind down as we take pause. I speak up, asking the hard question.
>"Alright now what do we do for the other half o the song?"
>Two more nasty grins. Round two incoming. I start back up and smile. At least the lyrics will only be Trish arguing with me about rhyming. Reed counts us in.

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