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just some drums and quantum64 noizes, czech it out |
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It sounds like a lazy robot not trying very hard to initiate its interdimensional travel drive? I don't know. |
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there is more truth in that than you can imagine |
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Hey I just wrote a couple of pages as an idea for a concept album for you to make want to read it it is long stupid |
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You should do something with the funky part towards the middle. |
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Interesting and creative, probably sounds better on headphones like usual. |
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hit me w/ it! |
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this track is pretty dope it just needs work on that low end, that kick is probably sort of weak on a big system |
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aahahahha BUBOOOSHH ZZUUUUUUNNGNGZUZUZU |
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I'll post it later tonight or sometime tomorrow. I wrote it when I was under the influence...so it sucks. It's like 4 pages long of nothing but run on sentences about a robot making a pilgrimage to the Planet of Robot Souls. I'll just summarize it. |
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have you been reading my mind? |
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monday @ 12:42am, sounds good two mi eers |
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Are you still around, Cygnus? |
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ya |
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Here's the first part. The concept album should be about a robot and its travels through life, space, and time. Specifically it’ll be about a robot’s journey to the distant Planet of Robot Souls. It’s a pilgrimage that most sentient robots take. The planet is special in that it contains unique rocks that can store massive amounts of information. Robots use these rocks to store their essence, or even more detailed portions of their memory. To store the essence of who they are would take no more than a few days for the average robot. To store ones life memory from creation to that moment could take a year or even a decade depending on the robot. These rocks are the only type of feasible storage available for the massive amounts of information that is the conscious mind of a robot. The journey and energy spent is well worth it as robots can encounter hatred across the universe and beyond. It is a precaution. If a robot is destroyed or severely damaged, it can regain its essence or completely obtain its memory and life from the time of storage. Before the robot—you can call him Cygnus, I suppose—sets off for the planet, he gets a dire message. His mother—yes, robots have mothers—is slowly dying from a robot specific disease. The disease came from some kind of space spore from a passing meteor when Cygnus’ mother was mining a moon for ore, trying to earn extra money to make ends meet. The spore slowly, but steadily eats away at the robot brain. Death is certain. And once the disease is acquired, it is impossible to store a robots consciousness anywhere. The only thing stopping Cygnus from canceling his trip and spending time with his dying mother is a grudge, a rift that manifested itself so long ago that it has been forgotten (yes, some lower class robots can forget like humans). All that remains is the raw, biting emotion of spite and hate. Cygnus decides to go on his pilgrimage. He vowed never to speak to his mother again, so he won’t now. |
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I told you it was stupid. And that's just half a page! |
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how long ago did you write that do you know that my mom died 3 months ago? |
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i didnt hate my mom or have a grudge against her but the rest of that stuff is so relevant to me its chilling/frightening that you know that stuff. did you know that the blood clot that killed my mom was in her head, and it took 3 days to completely shut her entire brain down? |
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that fucking post was 1204, my mothers birthday is december 4th |
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Eh, um, I think I wrote it sometime within the life of this thread. Like I said, I was under the influence. I could have drawn "inspiration" from the death of your mother, but it wasn't a conscious decision. Sorry if I upset you. There's more, but maybe it's best to leave it at that. |
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im not upset. its ok - just very shocking |
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Well, I'm glad to hear that. It really wasn't my intention to make a statement about your family situation or anything. It's just a tired plot point. There really isn't much else to do with the robot mother. Here's a little more. Cygnus is caught in the middle of a war between humans on the outskirts of the solar system. He uses his smarts to scheme both sides into a complete stalemate in order to gain safe passage as to continue his journey. But before he can safely go on, the humans catch on to his deception and turn their guns on him. At this point, Cygnus delivers a poignant speech about unity, respect and love. Both warring factions drop their arms and shake hands in peace. Cygnus is permitted safe passage. He is given energy cells as gratitude and wished luck on his travel. Cygnus is caught in a horrific hailstorm of molten magma on a distant planet while recharging. He is lead to sanctuary in a cave by a local alien being that only requires help to find a buried treasure it had been searching for in return. Cygnus agrees. So after the hailstorm subsides, they both quest for the buried treasure. But little does Cygnus know there is no treasure, buried or otherwise. The alien being wishes to push Cygnus off a cliff in order to break him into pieces so that it can use the parts. Along the way, though, Cygnus helps the alien being find food to survive. Cygnus helps the alien being find a better home. And finally, Cygnus saves the alien’s life by pulling it out of the mouth of a giant slug that would have digested the being in its belly for well over a week. The alien being breaks down and cries. It lets Cygnus know its true motives and asks forgiveness. Cygnus forgives the alien, but also offers that the being must forgive itself. The alien understands and tells Cygnus the best time to leave the planet as to avoid another hailstorm of molten magma. Cygnus takes heed and leaves at the right time. |
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now its scaring the shit out of me. how do you know these things |
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Well, if you really look at it, I knew nothing. I suppose this is how those people on TV that claim to get messages from the "otherside" operate. With vagaries. |
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the stuff about the deception to bring peace between 2 and the befriending of the alien being is completely accurate to things that are going on in my life right now, even in the order you wrote it |
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the 1204 thing is fucking with me too |
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Interesting. I don't know what to say. I doubt there will be anything in this next part. Relatively close to the planet he wishes to visit, Cygnus receives a delayed message (it having to travel so far through space). It’s a communiqué from a robot care facility telling him of his dying mother’s wish to see him one more time, to bury the hatchet before she dies. Cygnus severs the connexion. Another message comes in soon after the previous. Damn, Cygnus thinks, doesn’t she understand by now that I don’t want to see her. Die alone, die alone. Cygnus’ emotions begin to shift. He can remember that he loved his mother at one time. In the blackness of space with pin pricks of light all around, Cygnus begins to cry…robot tears. He accepts the new incoming message. But to his dismay, it’s not his mother this time. It’s a distress call from a nearby ship caught in a torrential nebula. Cygnus goes to the rescue. As he gets closer to the nebula and the ship, he notices something. The ship is a bargain transport for robots on their pilgrimage. It is filled with only robot brains, no bodies, making it smaller than the average transport. The ship is taken under a dense rushing torrent of flowing dust and gas and disappears. Cygnus looks on in horror. No, I was too late, he thinks. Suddenly the ship rises, but only to be submerged again. Cygnus gauges the timing of the flowing nebula and captures the ship in his grip on its rise. Together with the energy of the nebula pushing the ship up and his own rockets, Cygnus frees the transport from the nebula and hitches a ride on its hull to The Planet of Robot Souls. |
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well, i might check on it tomorrow, to tell you the truh. |
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