Chapter 10. Mind [ Voice. ]

Sep 02, 2009 19:44

[The audio turns on, but there is no immediate sound... even though it’s obvious that there is someone on the other end after a click or two. There is rummaging and the hollow sound of an instrument set up now, some shuffling as they sit down. Before long, there begins a guitar plucking to a songHe does falter a couple times. Tries out a test note ( Read more... )

† alexander wolfgang

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[voice] nasal_destiny September 3 2009, 03:42:40 UTC
Every man is born to die, for death in every fate must lie, despite our best endeavors and thus we must strive to produce soemthing of wonder and worth, for admiration outlives anything of flesh and bone.

Are you a musician?

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[ Voice. ] citygrit September 3 2009, 03:48:37 UTC
That's assumin' you've got something to produce wonder and worth for.

Nah, my friend Zayn was the musician. Just picked up a few things from him.

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[ Voice. ] nasal_destiny September 3 2009, 03:58:05 UTC
Nonsense, do not be fooled by those so lacking in skill as to be declared critics of art; it lies within the ability of any soul to craft beauty when it but does employ the rightful heart. That is, love of life and love of love.

You dare to play; with practice who can imagine what songs may come to your finger-tips.

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[ Voice. ] citygrit September 3 2009, 04:08:42 UTC
Sure, if you say so, guy.

Er. It's all I can do most of the time. Ain't got much else goin' for me up here. Just rememberin' some old songs.

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[Accidental audio] red_dust_rising September 3 2009, 04:10:16 UTC
[Sound comes through of a violin, sort of absently picking up the strains from the song -- someone figuring it out by ear. And it's a seriously nice damned violin.]

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[ Voice. ] citygrit September 3 2009, 04:13:39 UTC
[And, of course, he's listening.]

Whay. Haven't heard one of those in years.

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[ Voice. ] red_dust_rising September 3 2009, 04:19:25 UTC
[It stops.]

....ah. Shit.

Sorry. Didn't mean to be creepy about that. How was that thing even on.

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[ Voice. ] citygrit September 3 2009, 04:22:08 UTC
I find that it turns on when you have the ON switch turned... on. Orsomethingalongthelinesofthat.

Er. Yeah.

It's fine. Just took me a moment to figure out where the noise was comin' from.

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[Voice] androidhell September 3 2009, 04:19:00 UTC
[What's this? GLaDOS is humming along in a high, clear voice. It's faint, and cuts off with sudden static, as if she was trying to hide it.]

Everyone dies, you know. You aren't special.

But you should play more guitar before you go. Not that it's good or anything. But it's better to listen to than most of the babble on this stupid network.

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[Voice] citygrit September 3 2009, 04:24:17 UTC
[Nice little diddy you got going there, GLaDOS.]

You're right. I ain't. That's kinda the point. Fact is, don't got much goin' for me but this.

Well, guess I could do some reachin' out to a wider audience.

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Re: [Voice] androidhell September 3 2009, 04:41:41 UTC
Well at least you're honest about it. But you should mope about whining about dying. It's not very brave or noble or any of those other things people always want to be. And it's boring. Every teenager who can write bad poetry does it.

You do that. But sing something more cheerful next time.

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Re: [Voice] citygrit September 3 2009, 04:48:07 UTC
Well, I'm an honest guy. And in any case, I ain't tryin' to be brave or noble 'bout it. Try trekking across states with Death herself--you learn not to fear it so much.

Sorry but I'll sing what I want, or whatever strikes me at the time.

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[text] voicelesssinger September 3 2009, 05:40:52 UTC
Wow...that was beautiful. And deep.

You have a great voice, a lot like Tom Waits or Leonard Cohen.

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citygrit September 3 2009, 05:46:56 UTC
Ah, if only I could claim copyright to it.

[He laughs.]

Ha, guy. I've received many a-compliment, but Tom Waits?

You flatter me.

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voicelesssinger September 3 2009, 05:56:49 UTC
Well, you've got the same sort of gravelly tone. A rough edge that makes it sound like you've been through a lot.

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citygrit September 3 2009, 06:15:28 UTC
Puttin' it that way... "a lot" is kinda an understatement.

I'll spare you the melodrama, though.

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spongescream September 3 2009, 08:45:55 UTC
[He's just listening to your music, for a moment.]

You cannot die here, Alex, unless you give up.

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citygrit September 3 2009, 15:03:04 UTC
[He sighs, a little annoyed.]

Everyone's readin' into it wrong.

It's a sayin' where I'm from, durin' the Riots and Terrorist Propaganda. Born to die. Means you ain't significant.

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spongescream September 3 2009, 18:59:20 UTC
Oh.

I see.

[Believe it or not he used to be able to understand that feeling.]

This is why we fight our way to the top.

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citygrit September 3 2009, 19:35:07 UTC
Sure, I fought my way to the top. Did that shit for a living.

[He laughs bitterly.]

Then I got mutilated, my girlfriend got killed, and several years later got diagnosed with "Well you see, Mr. Wolfgang, you have X months to live." Don't feel like you're on top so much anymore after that.

I'm just sayin'.

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