Challenge Details:
Choose Your Game's Genre - Sports Sim
Choose Your Screen - The Final Encounter

Equip Your Resources (One per Slot)
V SLOT - Ph’th’kuh’s Throat Balm (to Sing with ease!)
V SLOT (2) - Artificial Air Aroma Adjustment Amulet (an Alliteration apparatus!)
P SLOT - Forbit’s De-Scronkitizer (made from industrial Chiptune!)


It’s time
lace up you cleats and your mask
Get it right.
Onto the pitch from the top rope.
See the crowd and let em know
That we will not be denied

Chorus:
It’s time to get hydrated 
It’s the title shot
It’s the final destination
It’s the title shot
That’s right baby
It’s the title shot 
I say yeah.

One more time
A force of nature with our talents combined.
Drempt of this since you were signed.
It’s the showdown time to throw down.
Two monsters on the pitch are about to colide.

(Chorus)

Give me the mic, Do you honestly think that you, YOU can take on the likes of Bobson “The Problem” Dugnutt? You think you have the handles, the speed, the raw power to take on ME and my team of problemaniacs? You see this, this is MY World Heavyweight Cup Belt, Belt Cup. Nevermind, it’s time to get problematic.

I’m a problem you can’t process
Put a puncture through your progress
You got promise but I’m flawless
Your gonna digest all these dropkicks

Duck and dive dude you’ll die
Prepare for your demise.
Devastation’s what your facing
take my title come and try

Times ticking truly tragic
Won’t move me man I’m massive
Your wingers not a winner 
I’m a wall you cannot pass it.

Your game plan’s about to get garroted
I’m the goat you know I got it
Bout to bend it it’s the end
Learn why they call me “the problem” 

(Chorus)

VPC 7 Round 2

Obvious Corruption [Obvious Lee, Cosmic Ray Corruption] - Title Shot

Genre: First Person Shooter
Screen: World Map
Vocalist Resource: Doubletime 
Producer Resource: No snares 

Come on, I never chose to be forced into hope's end
And know there are doors that don't close when they're opened
They're joking. The golden child? Chosen? All lies
I'm not the best with a vest, just the rest ain't alive

If survival was the plan for a draftee in hell
Why'd they slap me with a scattergun and pocket full of shells?
Dumped three hundred others into bellies hella beasts held
Now these motherfuckers wanna tell me they believe?

Well, I'm not even supposed to be here
No dotted line signed, just a life commandeered
By a rifle point, steered to what they called my career
So yeah, I'd met monsters before the "real" ones appeared
Kinda weird how it wasn't these demons I'd feared


GOING THROUGH
HELL AND TOO
NUMB NOW TO
C R Y
GOING THROUGH
MOTIONS
TOO READY TO
D I E


What is it even that's making me try to stay alive at this point? 
In time we all die but life stopped when I allegedly then became "employed"
Now that authority's destroyed but I'm suck in this horrid abyss 
Devoid of a reason to keep on but boredom I guess? Or maybe I'm simply annoyed?

Knee deep in the deadliest voids with enemies coming in infinite waves
Simpler days I'd grown to forget, won't expect a legitimate grave
Surviving for nothing but spite, or something? I might just confess I'm depraved
Enough to make it a game, till ogres and fiends are mistaking my bullets for rain

I mean, it's not like pain affects me after what the government's done
Ripped me out of my home, I never will hold my daughter and son
Beaten down till cold enough that the meat in my ribs came to frost
So we'll see if this hell hath a fury to match but a fraction of rage that I've brought
  

GOING THROUGH
HELL AND TOO
NUMB NOW TO
C R Y
GOING THROUGH
MOTIONS
TOO READY TO
D I E

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - slipgayt

FPS 
final encounter
singing 
odd time signature



Singing verse:
Raise those hands high 
Think you know what it is
Bring that brass out
If you don’t want to live
Go ahead and fight back
Father’s son after all
Be wary you don’t like that
Sound they make when they fall

Bridge:
Why don’t you pass it down the Bloodline
Try to hide it if you find appeal
It’s all relative whats inside
Prying eyes make it real
Why don’t you pass it down the line
Try to hide it if you feel
It’s relative what’s inside
Prying eyes make it real

Rapping verse:
Quick with the gunplay, slow with the tough talk, I can do this all day
Easier than fish in a barrel funneled down a hallway 
All that wit gets you nowhere with hands slower than molasses
Steel launches steel into bodies of assassins
Pull the hammer back then let the hammer drop
Selling one way tickets to go meet with Astaroth
Maybe I could change this if it weren’t for this blood
But the gauntlets been thrown and I picked that gauntlet up 


Cutscene:
MC - I thought you were better than this. But I can see I was wrong. I can see now there’s only one way. And I hate to say it, but it’s the way you taught me.


Father/Mentor turned villain - You could have been the best of us, kid. Damn shame you had to go and grow a conscience like that. No matter. I can always have another son


MC - Good for you, I can never have another father, but I can make sure it ends with me

Hook:
Well al this talk about a guiding light
But no one ever speaks of where it leads
Imagine giving up the fight
While there’s blood left to bleed

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - BLOODLINE

We chose to do a boss Battle inspired by the confrontation with Shaelob from Lord of the Rings, Return of the King

We also did it as a troll of the concept, 1up Funk is commisioned to write the ending of the new 1up Funk Game
and instead we wont shut up about LOTR

Hookshot chose to use the Chiptune elements in his Beat:
HookShot adds a new element to the composition, every 4 bars as traditional VGM would

Bobby chose to use the Aliteration Aumlet which is evidenced 
Bobby also used singing and doubletime, but feels the aliteration was the focus



INTRO

Back once again like we've been here before
On the path of the villain come to settle the score. 
Everything is Ciclicle, Every bit is visceral
Lessons get imprinted into the visual

X2

VERSE

Well we were a wizard and a warrior well worn with wearyness
were in this waking wicked evil in this wilderness
wandering while we watch whispers walk in whisps
while arachnid witches wound up out of the where the wind whips

animalistic with an acrobatic acumen 
ansilary amateurs after her abdomen
all arrows knocked all alchemy on afterburn 
attacking adolescent ankle biters 
Fucking Amateurs! 

PRE CHORUS

raging at a spider feeling fully fueled by fire
as we travel through the pire felling creatures using Ire 
as a method to inspire transformation to a higher 
form of being so we can achieve the credits we desire cuz

CHORUS

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots
 
8 legs dance in the darkness
2 hearts stand for the light
1 shot take down a heartless
1 up we live for the fight

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots

SKIT

Bobby Arson: Yeah dude like Shaelob but like shes like a Hip Hop Spider like wearing Reeboks and Shit

Hook Shot: Yeah yeah!

Sam Whitehead: No No, were not doing a Lord of the Rings Thing

HS: Yeah like damn ahoooo *beatbox noise

SW: Weve been over this

Bobby: Yeah, we have been over this, its almost like... we've, been here before

SW: NO

HS: "that's because we have Sam

SW: NO!

HS: were going in circles"

SW: NO, BLIMEY GOD BLASTED . . .


REPRISE

Back once again like we've been here before
On the path of the villain come to settle the score. 
Everything is Ciclicle, Every bit is visceral
Lessons get imprinted into the visual

VERSE

Bobby the beaten broken barbarian 
better build brazen backbone thats big enough to bury her
bitter when I conjur a combustible caucaophony 
closed off to the cold coffin the boss offered me

Hooky heaves his halberd whole hog at Shaelob
She sobs as she gets speared into a shishkabob
she crawls back in the abyss ceasing to exist 
we get the exp, then repeat it

PRE CHORUS

raging at a spider feeling fully fueled by fire
as we travel through the pire felling creatures using Ire 
as a method to inspire transformation to a higher 
form of being so we can achieve the credits we desire cuz

CHORUS

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots
 
8 legs dance in the darkness
2 hearts stand for the light
1 shot take down a heartless
1 up we live for the fight

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots

1up Funk [Bobby Arsen, Hook Shot] - Dance in the Darkness

Challenges accepted:
Vocals - (double time - Zolt Energy Serum)
Producer - (no snares in the beat - The Bear Hammock 29-F)

Game genre: Dating Sim
Screen: The Final Encounter

V: Oh, here we have it, the final encounter. This is a tough one, to be sure. Many have tried, all have failed so far, but maybe this is the one. 
A: It's a challenge, for sure, but we have a challenger. 
V: Oh, a true player. Let's see how it goes. 
A: Round one. Shoot your shot! 

I'm the final boss of the dating sim.  
There's no way to win, 'cause I can't take a hint. 
You're gonna fail and then you'll wanna play again 
Your loss, take it in, let the games begin.  
I've got all my defenses up, 
all tensed up and my comprehension tends to suck. 
Try to bend your luck with charms and methods of 
seduction, but we all know where you're ending up. 
Zone of friendship? What? No, twit, that's a prize. 
You're going home alone. Big fat surprise. 
Like Macaulay Culkin, without supplies. 
Always sulking, rip out your eyes  
if you don't wanna see the blank stare on my face 
as I dismiss your compliments as having terrible taste. 
I've had my fair share of dates, so I'm set, except 
I only found out in retrospect. (That's what that was?)  
  
V: Oh, you hate to see it, folks. Striking out in the first round. 
A: Well, let's see if there's any bouncing back from this. 
V: It is not looking too good right now, but it ain't over yet. 
A: Round two. Make your move! 

You know you'll be ill at ease, I don't show 
vulnerabilities. You've honed your skills, increased 
your ammo as sociable charmer, 
but cupid's arrows ricochet off my emotional armor. 
And my heart doesn't glow, so it's harder to get to. 
You try to connect, I'm just not gonna let you. 
With all the respect due, every romance Lothario 
measures on a scale from no chance to very low, 
no matter the scenario, even with careful listening, 
say you're getting hot, I'll hit the air conditioning. 
It's not your whispering nor a matter of discipline. 
I simply miss the gist of what it is you're propositioning. 
Not a single inkling. I just stare into space, 
unaware of infatuation you wear on your face. 
I've had my fair share of dates and before I left 
there wasn't one who wasn't bored to death. 

V: Ooooh! That's gotta hurt! Advances went right over the head *and* were countered with absolute tedium. 
A: This is a disaster, folks, and after so many successes. 
V: Well, there is one more round, so maybe not all is lost. 
A: Round three. Date!

I'm like talking to a brick wall, 
mindless conversations. 
A human bottle of rohypnol, 
minus connotations 
When we're walking through a strip mall, 
I'll exhaust your patience. 
What I'm saying's I'm an awful date, 
and you're gonna wanna escape from the jaws of fate 
before it all too late. They're already agape, 
frothing and starting to oscillate. 
Being my lawful mate is not so great, 
like a box of defrosted flakes. 
To get dad jokes like that for the rest of your life 
put me in a dress that is white and address me as wife. 
I've had my fair share of dates on repeat, the same 
every time 'cause no one's beat the game. 

A: Oh no, I think that's game over, folks. 
V: It sure is. The only way to move forward now is to start over from the last checkpoint at the beginning of the encounter. 
A: Press any key before the end of the countdown. 3...2...1...

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - slipgayt

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