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Male, 31 years old. (So I'm practically dead, as we speak.)

Likes (other than writing and roleplaying): I'm into all genres of music. I love to cook. I love the outdoors, and walking through the park near my house. (Yes, really.) I read a lot of thriller/mystery novels. And I usually watch seasonal anime. (Or cooking shows. Because Western Media provides even fewer things that are worth watching.)

But as for my many other neglected hobbies, I've played basically every sport. (Soccer and Bowling being my favorite of the bunch.) And I'm trying to play more video games. (Going through my never-ending Steam library.) Plus, I've dabbled in making electronic & metal music, and I used to play a number of instruments. (Guitar, French Horn, etc.)

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Tristan


Huh? The flash from the lights turning on, the banner and the raining glitter and confetti descending, the pizazz from the strange dinosaur jumping out from the corner of Tristan’s eye. The cherry on top of the craziness that was his morning. The bizarre moment had flashed by like a tiny firework. He turned to the face the creature, in casual bewilderment, stuffing his hands inside his pockets, as both puppets popped their heads out.

“And I thought you lot looked weird...” Luci commented. Tristan disregarded the statement, while they awkwardly watched it fumbling around and lifting up cushions. Reminded of when he was taught that spiritual creatures lived amongst the world, but nothing quite resembled that.

“I hope you find what you're looking for.” Angi uttered. Tristan could only imagine the reaction the girl who had just entered would give, despite its innocuous behavior. Accepting the incident's absurdity, he stepped forward and grinned, before letting out a slight chuckle.

“There still outside. My name’s Tristan. Nice to meet you, what should I call you?” He introduced politely, extending his hand as it seemed to understand human body language. Nobody gained anything by stirring up commotion, wanting to pry it for answers. “So were you the one that sent us all here in the first place?”

It wasn’t long until two others appeared with the rest of group at the same time, these people also took this rather surreal situation equally unrealistically well. The more the merrier, as far as Tristan was concerned. Even though them talking about anime and memes was as alien sounding to him as the monster with little bat wings and red stone embedded in its head.
Auribus teneo lupum


Yeah, this album is getting a lot of spins.
@DarkwolfX37

Tristan


Following a couple feet ahead of the rest of the group going to the beast resort, preferable over causing fits of anxiety by having the puppets lurking behind them. Tristan strolling with hands in his pockets, keeping the two entities at bay. He was noticing more technical anomalies the closer they came, static glitches among the ground and sky that always blinked in and out of existence, vanishing in the corners of his eye. He had to question if he was even really seeing them, stopping to look behind at the others to gauge how much they were experiencing these same oddities.

“I’ll head in first, and I’ll give the signal if it’s safe to enter.” Tristan explained, his exuberant tone sounding like he was willing to carry the possibility of danger and sacrifice himself for the group. Feeling he’d be carrying the weight of the shadows cast, an underlying atmosphere that was antithetical to a typical vacation spot. Assuming they would keep their distance until he made certain that they’d all be safe. He ran up and through the automatic sliding doors swinging open fast enough that he didn’t need to slow his stride into the entrance.

The lobby seemed abandoned of life and completely dim. Tristan put both puppet back on his hands and pulled them out. “Three heads are better than one…”

He quickly scanned the room, left to right. Normal assortments of furniture, abstract paintings and fake looking plants inside pottery, with darkened hallways heading further into the building. Angi staring up at the ceiling, and Luci merely peering forward then breaking the eerie silence.

“What’s those on the table?” Luci’s voice asked, getting Tristan and Angi’s head to turn forward. He approached the counter, having Angi grab a small device from the corner. It red and black, with a few buttons and blank screen that felt weighty for looking like a plastic toy. He peered at it, while Angi continuously fiddled with the buttons.

“How do I win?” Angi inquired, glancing up at Tristan. He merely gave a shrug of his shoulders, uttering to himself. “Well, the coast is clear...better let them know.”

“Shouldn’t you at least check the hallway first? There might be a big scawy mousey that could tear that little boy’s face off.” Luci quipped. Tristan shushed it, but acknowledged the point by wandering deeper into the hallway. There was a bunch of elevators with ‘Out of Order’ messages plastered on everyone of them, putting the puppets and the device into his pockets. Hearing a unfamiliar feminine voice saying ‘Hello?’ from the entrance, not surprised after making the mental note that there were a certain number of digivices lining the countertop, walking up to the girl with a polite smile.

“Hello-I don’t know what’s happening either. I’m Tristan.” He introduces himself, attempting to quickly address the current situation. “There’s four others who found themselves here too...”
@TheMadAsshatter Hope you get some better internet. :3

I waited a day, since I've listened to this song before. (And I was the last one to reply. But I guess there's no real hindrance from others from listening.)

8/10 Alkaline Trio's lyrics have never been their strong suit. But their catchy, enjoyable pop-punk. (A genre I also listen to plenty of.) This one is probably the best from their 'Good Mourning' album.

@Altered Tundra Nothing like new music in the morning. Thanks for making a new one, can only hope it isn't derailed and stays active.

Well you certainly picked an interesting piece. It immediately reminds me of The Requiem by Linkin Park. Which, for the record I absolutely hated the fact time I heard it, but it's oddness grew on me.

Oddness certainly is what I got from listening to the piece, I'm not sure if repeated listens would make the experience better or worse. Because I didn't really digest any of the lyrics, or note anything particular about the instrumental piece that I liked (or disliked). But it kept my interest throughout. (And got me to skim a few other tracks to get a better idea of the artist.)

It's always just a little bit harder to rate tracks like this, especially on the scale of subjective liking vs recognizing effort/talent. But I'll always rate it on my personal enjoyment in the end.

6.5 I think it's interesting, those who enjoy more pleasant calming background/ambiance music will enjoy this one more.




(Here's something I can imagine enjoying greatly, hating, and anything in-between. But I also find appreciation in artists that dabble in different sounds, their new album sounds more (Blurryface) 21 pilots like. If you like them a lot, maybe give their new stuff a spin instead.)

...while the others had but one each, but still.


Well...I'd vote on which I felt had the least numerous errors and mistakes in coordination with how much effort I thought it took to make, but it (probably) wouldn't change the tie. <.<
@Calle That must be a new rule/addition that they added then. My mistake. ^-^ (Or perhaps I've gone crazy from my sleep schedule. Ha ha.)
I still have to read the long entry from start to finish, then I can give my vote. And maybe some feedback too.


You cannot technically vote if you are part of the competition. Just letting you know.
@Frizan How long did you anticipate the voting period to last? I just realized it doesn't really have anything listed.
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