Choose Your Own Adventure Challenge Criteria:

4 minute maximum length

Team must pick from one of the provided Genres and Screens to inspire their song.

Vocalist must liberally utilize one of the following: doubletime, singing, alliteration

Producer must utilize one of the following: chiptune, no snares, odd time signature

The song must include a Cutscene (15 second minimum length)

The song must loop seamlessly. 

Artwork Challenge (for fun):
Design the cover to your game!

VPC7 Round Two - Choose Your Own Adventure

VPC7 R2: TOP TO BOTTOM

Lex Lingo

Shawn Solo

VPC7 ALL TRACKS

Fandom: We Live
Character: One of the twelve supremes

You’ve seen that they’re weak. 
You’ve seen that they’re flawed . 
I’ve seen you asleep. 
They still kill for a god 
Ive seen you ignore all the Hate that they speak
like where is the love
i know that i only have faith in their greed 
they thirsty for blood 
so what is a life worth when stealing is light work and 
they live in the gutters and steer without rudders so really why earth 
why shouldn’t they die first 
reject the experience
why protect the invariance
the longer we wait the more likely that they might infect the experiment

I say we go ahead an let em wipe em selves out
they been shitting in the pool i wanna bail out
tryna buy a little time when the sale out
i say we leave em on their island and we sail out
cuz they should be terrified nothing but parasites left on a corpse that’s decaying
stew in the pot or leave them to rot it’s morbid but maybe the course we should take is abstaining
won’t see me cry when it’s raining
so let’s let them struggle but stay in their bubble cuz really tho i find the fight entertaining 
i know we started with the best intent
and creating a life is a blessed event but cut the tumor out or infection spreads
lost they don’t know what the message is

We live 
We die

VPC 7 Round 1

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - We Live, We Die

Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: The Sorting Hat

This one goes out to my man Robert Galbraith. 
Sorting gang. We're the worst. 

[chorus] x2
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Lord Voldemort find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty in the naughty house. 

[verse 1]
I set the wheels in motion. I sense your real emotions 
and send you reeling into the field I've chosen. 
Perchance evil potions, deeds of deep revulsion. 
I'll achieve my goals as long as I meet the quotient. 
I'm not even coaching, just picking the teams 
and filling Slytherin with all of the shittiest tweens. 
These kids will be in smithereens and no one intervenes. 
My little scheme tickles me till I split at the seams. 
And Dumbledore... 
Did you think that dumdum just stumbled through the door? 
Or got that gig on merits? Like being careless 
and looking away when children perish 
in perilous scenarios? Or get very close to some scary ghost 
with varicose veins and hairy toes, wearing burial clothes? 
I put him in with confidence 
that I would find the odd use for his obtuse incompetence. 

[chorus] x2

[verse 2]
Who divides and conquers spies and plonkers? 
'Tis I, the bonnet. "And why? It's wrong?" 'Cause I'm just bonkers. 
My best sponsors are mindless wanderers, 
floundering onwards unaware of what unkindness conjures. 
Blind, unconscious, while I write destinies 
and set trajectories. Yes I'm a hat, but I pick the accessories. 
Expressed unease, rest in peace. No one suspects a headpiece, 
but I've got the future all laid out in excel spreadsheets. 
Deadbeats and death eaters make up my faculty 
I pick the children like fruit off an apple tree. 
The alchemy of apathy as I essentialize, 
categorize and emphasize the differential lines. 
Never empathize. Just spread empty lies like how Mars and Venus, 
and vulvas, ovaries, balls and penis 
share an important link, and other sordid things. 
It's a boring kink, I know, but I sort of think...

[chorus]

[outro variant]
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Joanne Rowling find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Sort You Out

Play Sullivan Family Values - the playable RPG to go with this track at https://yngsllvn.com

Measure up -- not enough
Ruin everything I touch
heart is ash, blood is dust
Every beat a cover up
I got debt to settle up
Medical, vendettical
Throw me on the bonfire:
Skeptical heretical
Every time I level up
I put it on that rogue shit:
Double talk, weaponry
Knowledges, lockpicks
Every bar is bouta to hit
Like bitter mana potions
You can catch these hands
Like I'm throwin out explosives
I'm caustic, I'm basic
I'm awesome, I ain't shit
I fucked most my life up
And I can't escape it
No skills, depravèd
Degenerate wasted
Chasin off payments


AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
to your mama
to your sister 
to your father 
To your friends and to your daughter
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To your doctor 
to your preacher 
to your toddler
And to your boss and to your dog
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
to the neighbor 
Who maintains he fuckin hates ya
To your teacher gradin papers yo
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To the senators who say they represent you
But their morals are for rent well
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS


Ketamine coma in the classroom
Y'all aghast, and I'm like:
Did I fuckin ask you?
Y'all the same fools 
who'd throw me in the trash
Cause I ain't go no degree and 
I refuse to kiss your ass
I'm done with the pretension
That I fuck with your pretension
You can crawl up in my mentions
Bawlin sobbin so upset and
I'll be sippin on Electric Kool
This the acid test
Contemplate my next move
This a game of chess
What's the point of buildin up
When the waters set to rise
And the minters of the money
Got their bunkers prepped to hide
That's a problem for the future
I got problems right now
I can solve em cuz
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS


to your mama
to your sister 
to your father 
To your friends and to your daughter
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To your doctor 
to your preacher 
to your toddler
And to your boss and to your dog
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To the PTA, the HOA, the NSA
The IRA and Dave Coulier
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS
To every person in your shitty little town
They're coppin on the lowdown
AT LEAST WE CAN SELL DRUGS

VPC 7 Round 2

YNG SLLVN [LLYZZ, YNGSLLVN] - At Least

(VERSE - J)
I'm on a mission to rid of the rules,
Lyrical freedom is critical
Gonna get rid of the fools
How can take on the mediums forcing obedience
Now you controlling our bpms 
VPC will not use us as a tool
We ain’t subsident


Finally approaching the end of the line
Fully equipped and divine
Gathered my summons in ruins
 And items that are hard to find
VPC League want our minds
Make us believe we inclined
To create under a structure
 And never beyond what’s defined 
I wanna take back what’s mines! 
(I’m takin back what’s mine!)
Shout as I jumped through the light
Portaled to Czarina Castle 
And asshole judges are in sight
Thinkin' of all of the friends that I lost 
Wit no fear in my eyes
The judges just line up and smile



(VERSE - J)
RJ and Navi attack me
Took my blade aimed for his fade 
For he real live tried to trap me,
I swear I can make a way
Gauge filling up while I’m fighting Navi,
Dodgin RJ,
(RJ: Come here!)
Smash B
Body flare up with flames,
I glow with the light of friends and fire!


(ALLITERATION SPELL - J)
Breaking oblivious bastards
While bringing them blizzards and beams!
Blinding the bitches I’m beating the beast
And I’m beating them breme
Blasts and I’m breaking their base
And blasting the bastards they break
Bated embracing the basis to
Bravely break the best brain BOW


Running and jumping the stairs
Hungry to run the next pair
Potion in motion
And floating companion makes sure I’m prepared
Jump on 1-Up, I ain’t scared!
Looked at me like don’t you dare 
(1-Up: Heh, don’t you dare!)


Swinging on walls then he hit me so hard
That my new health bar blared 
Shrubz and Bill dropped from the ceiling
And made an eruption of lava
And caught me while healing and everything around me just started to droppin 
I jump away gliding and riding
The flame waves of their unspoken drama 
And dive in attacking them all 
with no option and glow up with Blizzaga


(ALLITERATION SPELL - J)
Breaking oblivious bastards while bringing them blizzards and beams
Blinding the bitches I’m beating the beast and I’m beating them breme
Blasts and I’m breaking their base
And blasting the bastards they break
Bated embracing the basis to
Bravely break the best brain BOW


(CUTSCENE)
CZARINA:
Hahahahaha! 
I’m impressed you made it this far.
How cute!


CREATELADYJ: 
This isn’t funny, Czarina! People are afraid to do anything outside of your order, it isn’t right!


CZARINA: 
Ohhh please...we brought the best out of everyone...and you know it!


CREATELADYJ:
It isn't right...


CZARINA:
What’s wrong J? Were the rules too much for you?


CREATELADYJ: 
GRRRR fuck you...


(VERSE - J)
Czarina, she goes to attack
I block then I swivel back
Crash she put me on my ass
I didn’t see what she attacked
Teleport she moving fast
Ignore I slash her back
Bam, hit, then I fuckin crash
Meteor and they’re moving fast
Bam, hit, and I fuckin crash
She stands and fuckin laugh
I’m pissed so I go attack
Bam, hit, then I fuckin crash
Sick of your fuckin ass 
(I’m sick of you!)
You bitch ima fire back 
(you bitch!)
charging up my attack
I don’t think I’m gonna last 
(I’m not gonna last)


(ALLITERATION FAILED; J STAMMERS)
Breaking these bitches with blizzards and beams
Blinding the bastards and beasts..
Beating...
Bated embraces..
I’m Breaking.. the basis..


(CAM3 JOINS THE PARTY)


(VERSE - CAM)
No thinking of dying on my watch,
That's not in the contract!
Rise and let's shine on these niggas
With vigor and bombast
Power of friendship is boring?
Let em sleep
We gon shake em awake
When I lend you my energy


[TEAM ALLITERATION]

Vessels of Light [CreateLadyJ, Cam3] - The Final Judgement

Genre - Role Playing Game!
Screen - The Final Encounter!
Vocalist - Doubletime! [ Zolt Energy Serum ]
Producer - NO SNARES! [ The Bear Hammock 29-F; 0 innovated and pitched down a timbale hit, which was then heavily EQ'd; followed by a layer of distortion! ]

SKILL CHECK! Screams of an Angel's Unwritten Destiny!
By The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0]


Cutscene 

[laughter]
Four freestyle rap heroes, called forth to embrace arcane dangers in a world not their own, at last face off against an eldritch abomination before their way home closes for good… Wait a second, is this game real?!


Verse 1

Right I wanna get it Underway, 
Multiplayer Gameplay Isekai Anime Roleplay,
Storydriven, live a little - hidden in the code, hey,
What’s a little AI when you’re in the know, eh?
5th player GM, now in the mem’ray
Tabulating scores with the lightning in the core
Game used to be a Tabletop, now it’s on a PC
Freestyle Rap D&D, that Steam Heat
Breeze past details, straight into the action,
Got new players into rap with a passion
Blast through con after con interaction
Formed new family to fight with, faction
Bicker in the group, entertaining, an attraction
MIC made of magic when a demon wanna cash in
FIGHT with the power from the Spectral Realm
Rap well: it’s only you, ‘gainst the powers of Hell!


Chorus 1

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE


Verse 2

Now that you know what the Game is, watch as the Fates flip
Upside down to believe it; seen with incredulous eye
As every rap in the mind
Becomes a reason that your crew still breathing
Use an at-home mic, 
And watch an enemy life
Be taken down like the bars you full of,
You scream and you laugh as you snatch the wool off
Each Bardic (every well-timed hook) you pull off,
All you've done in the campaign to date
They on the run, why they old false gods awaked
We wouldn't let em have their way with the plane, we stayed,
And that's the difference between time that you find and make
But as a skyscraper sized wooden demon delivered,
Every sizzling sinner's nightmare they had in a pillory
We nipped the sitch and the stitching pretty, desynchronizing his milly
Synergy higher than ever Amp Check and bam we're in bizzy


Chorus 2

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
[laughter]


Solo                
 

Chorus 3

CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE MIC
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
FREESTYLE TO SURVIVE
CHECK! YOUR! SKILL!
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE
YOUR RAPS’LL COME TO LIFE

[NOTE: The CUTSCENE, as a creative choice, has been married in form to the looping challenge; 15+ seconds in length.]

The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0] - SKILL CHECK! Screams of an Angel's Unwritten Destiny!

"S.K.o.L."  final encounter bgm from the hit dating simulator-
Very Pretty CartoonsVII   

*Let me just re equip my quintuple A amulet here aaand there we go....  
Ladies Love Leisure suit Larry
Is that a dating sim?
Did we win?*


(V1-00:14)
This is it,
Login with a Loggins reference
Pay to play, or pay to win
I'd pay some cents to sense the difference
Spent hours days weeks months
Shit I've got years invested
Been at this game since beta
Your mothers approve, 
these kids been tested
I GET MY KIX ON THIS SHIT
its everyday I
Rectify relationships with rudimentary AI
Macintosh Macdaddy 
Original digital playa
Apps asking permissions like we playin Mother  May I
Hey Yah! 
Now shake them Jpeg pictures
Getcha gatcha game up 
Give the gold to get them girls the gift shop
Now we're doused in Drip Drop
What up Nerdcore Hip Hop?
I'm sorting out these ranks like half Quartet's hat at the tiptop 
Dont be flip flops

(Hook-00:55)
It's the boss battle bitches
Bring about your bestest bars 
Let's butt heads in these trenches
Takes alot of time to temper truth and foster friendships
Find  phony fake and fabricated fallacies fermented as fuck
It's the boss battle bitches
Bust a bunch of bars and beats out
Level up the kinships
Cultivate connections
Choosing choices thats the challenge
The titties are the holy grail
I'm tryna lick the chalice

(V2-1:22)
Very Pretty Hitomi
An anime girl dont know me
The final encounter, choose your adventure, and bring ya homie
Perky titties hope she show she me
Feel her fondness for me growin
another round or four and she'll be devourin our bologna
                        
This pack of pickled peter piper poets should prolly pick a proper profession prior to provoking poltergeist ghost pepper nappa possession 



(Bridge-2:17)
Whooooooaaaaa!!!!
Dont you wanna see these cartoon titties
Marry kill or fuuuck?
Dont you wanna feel some kind of loooove?
Dont you wanna see these cartoon titties?
Dont you wanna plaaaay?
Dont you wanna feel some type of way?

(V3-2:44)
Wait 
Wait wait
Wait wait hold up
In a zeptosecond zing a zap of zolt up in my cola
She got rocket ship titties and explosive aerola
I'ma committed calm cool collected  cornucopiopa 
Containing collages of cutscenes 
 A Coitus Casanova
If ya choking ya chicken, churn up a fappiapioca
That's some happy tapioca if ya flickin ya bean
Clickin ya cookie continuosly crackin ya screen
The juxtaposition of judging jabronies is jarring 
  just joshin i'm joking around jerkin muh jollies
Boobies beautiful baby boo 
 all of em are 
Gamification of intimacy?
 competitive forum?
The demons herd the nerds 
And I'm reppin the henchman
Unleash legions of semen 
cmon ladies toss  yo eggs in
Non binaries welcome every preference we can fit in.
And if we ain't seen them titties we'll loop that shit again fam

(Hook-3:12)
It's the boss battle bitches
Bring about yo bestest bars let's butt heads in these trenches
Takes alot of time to temper truth and foster friendships
Find  phony fake and fabricated fallacies fermented as fuck
It's the boss battle bitches
Bust a bunch of bars and beats out
Level up the kinships
Cultivate connections
Choosing choices thats the challenge
The titties are the holy grail
I'm tryna lick the chalice

*metaphorically*

The Southern Demon Nerd [Smokee B, Taco Supreme] - S.K.o.L.

Challenge: 
First Person Shooter - End Credits 
Ph'th'kuh's Throat Balm (signing)
The Bear Hammock 29-F (no snares)

heh Fight then
Hell I know you're scared
and I know you don't believe in yourself
But if we don't stand up right here
Then none of it meant anything

It came overnight there was nothing you could have prepared for 
like how would you kill those you care for 
and once you have what is there to be scared for tho

I am not prey they can hunt down 
Moving so long feeling run down 
Gotta find somewhere safe by sundown 
I don’t wanna be there when the horde come round 
and I’m


Lost in the dead of night 
Just Tryna stay alive 
I say we have a chance 
When i know it’s a lie 
These corpses walk beside me
Feels like I’m dead inside 
It cost me everything 
I bet you barely tried 

This can’t be the end I’m all outta options 
I’m down to my last i been here before to be honest too often 
Trust is a thing of the past now all i can count on is losses 
Time just been moving too fast so I’m paying em back when this shot hits 


I could write a book on how to kill a friend and i haven’t slept in days having trouble with my temper 
hit em with a head shot hope you don’t remember 
everything i love now lost in the embers

I will not surrender to my fear 
But i can’t let down my guard they’re always near

This city tried to swallow me whole
And the dead are always calling me home

Never slowing down no rest for the wicked 
Seem at this point i could swear I’m addicted 
This ride go hell and I’m punching some tickets 
I’m sorry you fell I’m not spreading the sickness 


Lost in the dead of night 
Just Tryna stay alive 
I say we have a chance 
When i know it’s a lie 
These corpses walk beside me
Feels like I’m dead inside 
It cost me everything 
I bet you barely tried 

Lost
(we're lost, we're lost, we're lost)
Lost
(we're lost, we're lost, we're lost)
Lost
(we're lost, we're lost, we're lost)
Lost
(we're lost)

No She was already dead
It didn't mean anything
So you're mad that you woke up one day
and life's a war?

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Lost

In this game you play the role of a plucky young aquaculture farmer. 
Our journey covers the character creation setup of the piece. 

There's some double-time and what I try to claim is singing vocally throughout the track. 
tanner4105 has provided some smoothed out Donkey Kong Country instrumentals for your ear holes. 

Welcome back (welcome back)
now's your chance (now's your chance)
to heed advice and get you leveled and advance
Yo aquaculture is the name of the game, it's the title you crave
 but another terrible character I might just go insane
but that's OK though, not about erupting like a volcano 
but you never seem to listen and I feel like I've been bitching
And I'm gonna teach you fishing and you can't say no
invading info
innovative intro
incredibly incognito
you'll need your payment info
can’t get that until you grown at least to level 5
can't spare a dime when you login, immediately die
ayo that's wack
why you gotta build your guy like that?
got shrimp and prawns, gotta move along
and darlin that's a fact 


we got that northern, got that whiteleg, giant tiger prawn
sea cucumbers we got numbers and they sing along
you run the fishery
The aquaculture nursery 
you're not taking it seriously
We kinda need your currency friend 


You should think twice about your stats
You took no points in traps
but your sex appeal is maxed
I don't even know what it's even in the game for 
maybe DLC port, mentioned it on G4, 
bundled it with Recore, wasting all this time for
me to make a report, busting up the keyboard
Cause I don't know what you're doing
yo  your whole vibe I'm not fluent
if you're the crustacean student
our reputation is ruined
and I can't handle it, manage it, 
your failures so elaborate 
business plan so immaculate 
your dumbass couldn't handle it
all ya gotta do is click that shrimp
It’ll run that script, it’ll count them chips
you don't gotta use a fist 
wanna give a little kiss
and I got another hint
wanna find out what it is?
Yo you can unlock a lightsaber! 
none greater neighbor, so tell me what to ya think?
maybe one day you can upgrade to a better tank than a sink

we got that northern, got that whiteleg, giant tiger prawn
sea cucumbers we got numbers and they sing along
you run the fishery
The aquaculture nursery 
you're not taking it seriously
We kinda need your currency friend

You gotta click that shrimp
You gotta click that shrimp
Click that shrimp, baby, click that shrimp (x4)

{Important Information Here}

we got that northern, got that whiteleg, giant tiger prawn
sea cucumbers we got numbers and they sing along
you run the fishery
The aquaculture nursery 
you're not taking it seriously
We’ll never get your currency, man

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Aquaculture

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

Genre: RPG
Screen: The Final Encounter
V Slot: Zolt Energy Serum
P Slot: A Studderbunk Clock

Sound of footsteps 
Desh: Sighs. I was truly hoping I wouldn’t find you here
Ryako: Sinister Laugh. Sorry to disappoint you
Swords drawing

Could’ve sworn that you valued
Creativity
Look we were born into bad news
We ain’t giving these
Thoughts you entertain credence
You hate feeling the
Emotions that come with life
We can't get relief

Stop 
They are not 
All the monsters you perceive 
Constantly
I've only fought
With the hope that you believe

Knocking 
Them down's not an
Option
I hope you can see

Human life is beautiful. So choose peace


We had so much love between us now you'd rather cast 
it all aside
They are not a cancer to this planet they deserve this life you should
Apologize

Why would You would rather decide to end every bit of life existing
Than to make an effort to resolve the people’s problem systems

And Eliminate their need for any power struggles 
don’t just 
kill them


Why did you choose to
Betray us all
We swore to protect them. Now you wanna 
Slay them all
So I gotta 
Get involved
I love you
But protecting life is above you 
So I must
Obey my call
And I pray that
I don’t fall
I don't know why you’d do this
You know Chaos is human

Desh: We were lovers. How could you allow yourself to be consumed by such hate?
Ryako: Hmph

We’ve gotta fight if you insist on wiping our people out
Feel like I’ve been lied to cuz you told me not to even doubt
Human capacity to create communities full of peace and now

You say chaos justifies genocide
Oh no

You're telling me to step aside
won't go

Seeing them filled you with such pride
no hope

Now I guess someone here is gonna die
solo

You recall telling me how you loved the way I swung my blade?
Wonder how you feel about it now I'm bout to run your fade
You’re not leaving me too many options. I don’t want this, bae
But human life is doomed if you got your way


You would swear that order’s been disrupted
And that mass murder only would adjust this
You commit to ending life it thrusts me
Into this position where I must be
Violent for the sake of justice


Why did you choose to
Betray us all
Now you wanna 
Slay them all

I love you
But I must
Obey my call
And I pray that
I don’t fall

Cuz
Chaos is human
Chaos is human
Why would you do this
You won’t get through me

Chaos is human
Chaos is human
Why would you do this
You won’t get through me

Sounds of swords clashing. Feet skidding. Panting.

Swords clang


You recall how it used to be? Cuz I do
We used to protect these lives, or at least try to
I exist to uphold human free will. Unlike you
You're to bring order right back if the chaos rules

For Too long or it causes too many problems
We're here to preserve human life not dissolve it
Your obsession with balance is only gonna cause death
For all of them and for both of us. No it won’t offset

Life simply won’t exist
It’s absurd that you'd rather have emptiness 
in this universe where we both live in bliss
Your determination doesn't make any sense

It's heartbreaking that as we battle I'm having to be forgetting 
All of the love that was keeping us working on this together
Now every bond that we've ever enjoyed is being severed


Why did you choose to
Betray us all
Now you wanna 
Slay them all
I love you
But I must
Obey my call
And I pray that
I don’t fall

Cuz
Chaos is human
Chaos is human
Why would you do this
You won’t get through me

Chaos is human
Chaos is human
Why would you do this
You won’t get through me


Desh: I don’t care what it takes. I’ll stop you. You can’t do this
Ryako: Laughs. Only human.

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Chaos is Human

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...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Beyond Reach

game style: (adult) dating sim
screen: (intro) credit roll
vocalist pick: alliteration
producer pick: no snare


v1.
I gotta harem of hoes
A bevy bodacious babes 'n gentlemen joes
Don't show me no otome game don't want none of those
Gimme equal opportunity where anything goes
(WORK IT OUT)

Expecting triple x from erryone I select
Pitching both teams getcha nipples erect
I be swingin' for the fence gotta it connect
Double menage a trois entendres: comin direct
(SOFT PART NOW)

Fly without a wingman; Imma make an attack
Don't need a cheezy pickup; I'm peepin' GameFAQs
Unlockin' erry endin' when I'm playin' it back
Cuz all my happy endin's endin' up  the sack
(GET HARD)

Horny hoes and honeys gonna show me some love
Waifus, husbandos rub 'em up in the tub
NPCs and randos in the rotary club
I get busy errywhere makin' anyone flood

ch.
Fuck her - suck her - nail her - rail her
Bone her - own her - then select it
Fuck 'em - suck 'em - nail 'em - rail 'em
Bone 'em - own 'em - then reject it
Fuck her - suck her - nail her - rail her
Bone her - own her - then reset it
Fuck 'em - suck 'em - nail 'em - rail 'em
Bone 'em - own 'em - then eject it

v2.
Scummin' all my saves cuz Imma digital slut
Canon hoes an' basic bitches, tellin' 'em what
Takin' advantage of the glitches when I'm givin' em nut
Slavin' hoes like Leia cuz I'm Jabba the Hut
(TAKE IT OFF)

Ichiban no ecchi pervy playin' it out
But that moe shit ain't sexy it ain't what I'm about
Bad bitches gettin' next to me I'm rubbin' one out
Bachelors come and sex me I be makin' em spout
(LUNCH TIME NOW)

Peanut butter gettin' a snack
I be makin' 'em a sandwich when I get in the sack
Unicorns get jelly when I jump on a snatch 
They horny (shwing) so I ride on their backs
(BUCK 'EM OFF)

Pussy poppin' perfectly it's purple n' pressed 
I be pushin' priapisms puttin' family to rest
None are blood related so it isn't incest
So my brothers and my sisters they be gettin' undressed

Unskippable Cut Scene:
MC:
Ah what a find day, for romancin'!
Think I'm gonna hit up the Legion Hall, the Kiwanis Club,
and last but not least, the Rotary Club.

NPC:
Hey Main Character! 

MC: 
Ah! If it isn't my good friend, NPC!

NPC:
What are you going to be up today?

MC: 
Imma go get my fuck on at all of these organizations 
cause that's where the best romancin' is, UGH!

Thot Team Epic [Nursehella, Ultraklystron] - Rotary Club Dating Sim

Mouth all dry and shit

Don’t go looking for things
that you don’t wanna find might  just end up on this island  wash up with me on the tide 
Take it all in stride Feel the pain i feel alive 
I swear i tried but i needed my supply 

Like here i stand
deep
head planted in sand. 
Swear the pills get demanding 
like bitch go grab me a sandwich 
need a bandage
i took every one i could manage
and they just kept taking advantage
fell and i finally landed
on my face
locked in that dark place with no escape 
accept my fate
lost without my grace 
change my face till it erased
think i need my space 
but i still long for your embrace
attitudes i chase 
chemicals i taste
looking like some palm trees 
rotting at the roots
isolate me 
then you wanna talk about abuse
seen so many fall and still i thought myself immune
you like to accuse when you ain’t got no fucking proof 
shaking like a leaf spitting blood again
Guess I’ll just get it out the mud again
Cut em off  looking for some drugs again
Like he don’t love himself how she in love with him
guess that he plugged -ed in
i got a win and i rubbed it in
sitting alone at a pub again 
lining it up till i can’t walk a line
people keep saying You outta your mind
shit lookin fine
Feeling divine 
Each spiral is feelin like slowly reclining back to the bud again
sand on my toes snow in my nose inside the hole i created alone
just got too scared of becoming a drone
panicking family hitting the phone
i shoulda known not to go looking cuz i could get lost shouldn’t a pushed it and thought of the cost
proof in the pudding get fucking exhausting 

just snacking on this can of worms

VPC 7 Round 3

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Things You Dont Want to Find

Stuck on this island, the trouble just piling 
up and then rising above the horizon. 
Nothing surprising under the bright sun. 
Fuck with poseidon, get struck by the trident! 
Son of the titans. Thunder and lightning. 
The undeniably crummiest timing. 
A couple of hyphens-- 
I suck at describing my struggle in writing. 
I wonder if I might become reunited with dry land, 
or if anyone can even find me where I stand... 
You wouldn't happen to recognize this white sand 
by chance? 'Cause I can't! 
The return address: Desertedness. If this ever surfaces, 
pretty sure I guess you've never heard of this. 
Purposeless! Better start preparing for permanence, 
'cause of the limitations I observe myself working with. 
I wanna leave, but it dawns on me I'll probably rot on this beach. 
If I thought I'd see other people, I'd believe posthumously. 
Ardamus keeps working hard on this beat, 
but I'd find it less awkward if he'd bother talking to me. 
In shock, or just seething 'cause he thinks I caused this debacle? 
Lost in his thoughts while mine get tossed in this bottle? 
Contents long gone, God crossed off of the gospel. 
Just gotta process the awful like hot sauce up a nostril. 
Nature, a hostel as hostile as possible, 
fatally harsh and too far from a hospital. 
Lots of unsolvable problems and obstacles. 
Consciousness distorted as if through a Boss pedal. 
Give me the bronze medal in shit going wrong! 
The minute we've gone, I'll sing the victory song. 
Time ticking along. Trickery! Contradictory! Wrong! 
Shorter hours; seconds getting unpredictably long. 
Don't know what we should do, 
except accept we've stepped into a Kobayashi Maru. 
Colossally screwed across the great blue yonder. 
A quandary we don't have the philosophy to ponder, 
finding the long shot our hearts grew fonder-- 
Better yet, new harbor. Hardly. Too somber? 
Two goners, doomed to wander a handful of square feet, 
lucky if we last a mere week.

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Flaskpost

[Damn Selene]
I’m about as nice as I wanna be when I am
And like nine out of nine times I don’t really give a damn 

[Ardamus]
And if I do it, then I'm stupid I take my damns back
With a sarcastic tone and I planned that, and I....

[Lex Lingo]
Feel like i was waiting for the right time 
Never looking at the bright side 
Swear i coulda went a life time 
Chasing like minds and high fives 
It’s a life style Playing nice guy 
So I’m happy I’m an asshole 

[Damn Selene]
I got more friends than I need, a complete set, and patience depleted for rejects
I respect your feelings and boundaries set, but will I say fuck you nonetheless? 

[Lex Lingo]
YES

[Damn Selene]
Best I can do is a Saitama JPG for your stressed 30 page address

[Lex Lingo]
I know you’re angry but I swear I couldn’t care any less 

[Ardamus]
 Minimal literal givin' fuck tho
Stickin' this pin to get in yo bubble 
seeing my team, scheming to dream, you mad, and sad you're not in the huddle 

[Lex Lingo]
YES

[Ardamus]
whatever man 
Get better plans
You said it fam
Stop editin'

[Lex Lingo]
I know they hate but i ain’t got no one left to impress 
Don’t stress me just cuz i got a attitude 
I can see it’s Ben a while since you had the truth no platitudes bitch it doesn’t matter who 

[Damn Selene]
Ain’t nobody mad at you
Just steering clear of the shit storms you paddle through
Learn to pick your battles, dude

[Ardamus]
Only go to war in the games with a fine
Autograph with my word so my name's on the line

[Lex Lingo]
All that good will dried up
and i ain’t even mad when I’m fired up
y’all acting up and I’m tired of it 
i can be unpleasant like a dry rub
no barbecue shit sugar coatings what i hardly do
friendship and hugs is what Barney do

[Damn Selene]
Shit, fuck my thoughts if they don’t ring true. 
You can be an asshole too

[Ardamus]
Ooh I feel that sentiment
Lost and found, I'm halfway innocent
Heard you gotta grudge and you wanna get rid of it?
Leave you out of work and you cant reap the benefit

[Lex Lingo]
No new friends y’all play Benedict 
Keep my actions and my feelings separate 
Everybody be a tough guy on the internet

[Damn Selene]
Bitter like a little upset ass kid again

VPC7 Round 4

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Playing Nice (ft. Ardamus & Damn Selene)

30 second intro.
Ardamus: check it check it check it….it goes like this….XOC is in the house….Vincent E.L. they're in the house...Ardamus I'm in the house….Point Seven 5 we're in the house and….(intro fades)


(Intro fades. Then intro of beat drops)
(Banter from Vincent E. L. and XOC? Optional)


Chorus:
Ardamus: I'm celebratin' elevating other paths
Never settle fo.r the medal when the devil stab a brotha's back
Break the bank, break it down but dont break ya neck
You can take a chill pill still while you take the check 
XOC: -Everything is changing I’m no longer what I thought about, 
steady rearranging, the complaining getting smothered out,
 begging for forgiveness, those are things I do not talk about,
 burying my past, take my future on another route -
Vincent E. L.:I've been depressed of late and estimate 
it's not my last time feeling less than great, 
but as I investigate my mind in its present state, 
I guess you could say it's better than yesterday. Arda, you good? 
A: Damn right, I'm good. Yo XO are you good? 
X: Damn right, I'm good. E. L. are you good?
V: All things considered, I'm good.
All: damn right yo it's still all good




Verses pt. 1
X:-Blessed be my day, cause I finally could say so, 
blessed be my day, I no longer have to lay low,
 blessed be my day cause it’s looking like a new one, 
finally can say I made it out of the confusion
A:Illusion, Enforced vision of course hit em'
core twitchin' rewired my whole support system
Hundid percent, come get me, run efficiently 
sippin' rum, having some epiphanies
V: Just when I think I've forgotten how to write, 
and any other thought is out of sight and inspiration's not about to strike, 
I hear this sound, and it's like I'm surrounded by 
astounding amounts to type and signs that life is finally right. 


Chorus:
Ardamus: I'm celebratin' elevating other paths
Never settle for the medal when the devil stab a brotha's back
Break the bank, break it down but dont break ya neck
You can take a chill pill still while you take the check 
XOC: -Everything is changing I’m no longer what I thought about, 
steady rearranging, the complaining getting smothered out,
 begging for forgiveness, those are things I do not talk about,
 burying my past, take my future on another route -
Vincent E. L.:I've been depressed of late and estimate 
it's not my last time feeling less than great, 
but as I investigate my mind in its present state, 
I guess you could say it's better than yesterday. Arda, you good? 
A: Damn right, I'm good. Yo XO are you good? 
X: Damn right, I'm good. E. L. are you good?
V: All things considered, I'm good.
All: damn right yo it's still all good


Verses pt. 2
V: It's a new dawn, new day, new life, 
loose ties turn to tight bonds when the glue dries. 
Up ahead, a promise of blue skies, 
as long as I choose wisely as I deduce where the truth lies.  
X:-Vision the imagery, 
talk about the balance and the symmetry,
Witness an existence with a past they planted into me,
Started as a child, when they promptly ran it into me,
You kidding me, left me here with years to fight the misery
A:- Oozin' out my pores, blood and sweat
Held back the tears with enough regrets
I'm slowin' down, speedin' up, the revelation
Happens everytime around the team when we're….

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Still All Good (ft. XOC)

I know sometimes it seemed like a lost cause
but it’s all worth it
don’t be so hard on yourself cuz you’re not perfect
and yeah it get dark but just don’t ever stop searching
cuz right when they drop curtains and the crowds gone and you lost 30
they can forget to respect you reflect and you’ll see they cannot hurt you they all dirty
you gotta stop blaming yourself for the friends that you lost
everything comes with a cost
and crying don’t mean that you’re soft
but this is the path and you chose to walk it
you paid the price for that bag in your pocket
them cigarettes still got you coughin
keep smoking them nails in your coffin
you punish yourself way too often

And you bein home wouldn’t change what those cops did
rest up Malik 
i know when you heard that you lost it
confused and in tears like a lost kid
and seeing them pigs makes you nauseous
it’s deadly if you don’t move cautious 
justice is based on who profit
so whatever it is it is not this

Turned 32 with a pistol in hand
thinking this might be the end
you was down in the darkness again
right at the height of your plans
I’m happy that you took the chance and gave me a life
you don’t understand
you gave me a life now when i can I’m spreading some light
I’m doing it right this time

New lease don’t waste it success so close you can taste it
two families one apartment yeah you went and got it out the basement
you was sick of struggling for the basics
finding your way in the bass hits
you got the drive and they fake it
you got a dream they can’t take it
Every engagement coulda went south
holes in your  heart they been filling with doubt
they poison your thoughts with all of the venom that come out they mouth
they want the clout you want the cash 
they sat on a couch when you did a dash
called you a dummy for chasing your passion and now they act sad you cut em all out

But It’s all gonna pay off
poppa got sick and you momma got laid off
i promise you the pills the only thing you gotta stay off
smoke up a pound taking the weight off
long as you ain’t take a day off

You gotta get rid of the ghosts that haunt you
and the feeling that nobody want you 
it’s fake why would you respond to it
they playing a part and it’s on cue
but people will do what they want to that motivation beyond you 
please refrain from acting out despite the pain they caused you

Showin a weak point could get you exploited easily
people be moving so greasy sheesh 
I’m just resting peacefully 
but hoes tore off my Jesus piece and now I’m hanging regally
whippin the city illegally
I’m  fitna be free this time

VPC7 Round 5

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Untitled

Sorry to bother you. 
I know you've got a lot of stuff on your plate. 
You're brushing up against the date and look at the nothing you've made! 
It's tough to resuscitate your lust to create. You've been crushing it lately, 
but now you're getting crushed under the weight. 
Must be great knowing it's much too late to start. 
A game of art, not for the faint of heart. 
Play your cards, portray this as your "favorite part" 
and maybe they won't pay regard to the quotation marks. 
[Aw, poor baby...] I hear you're supposed to write a letter to yourself. 
I don't envy you, but at least you know you better than anyone else. 
You won't excel with every breath you exhale, 
but never put pencil to paper and you'll definitely fail. 
You're in the belly of the whale. Telling a tale 
you might as well be spelling in braille to an elephant snail. 
That's a hell of a way to tell em you're well on your way to dismount 
the intelligence scale looking delicate, frail and incredibly pale. 
Better get it together, level with Nebuchadnezzar, 
and tell yourself you're better than ever, 
and get the twenty that's left on the dresser. 
A generous treasure for selling a pheasant your feathers. 
An elegant gesture, but can you weather the pressure 
of penning an eloquent letter from behind the delicatessen? 
I don't know what you expect to get for sending a message except 
an exacerbated sense of emptiness. Depressed and upset 
at the sentiment settling in the sediment. 
Is it getting too meta to meditate on the genuine? 
Would you have to explain what every letter meant? 
You're writing to yourself. It's technically self-evident. 
You're reticent, hesitant to express your perspective and 
you've never said anything without any prep and editing. 
You're spending a minute twenty ingeminating the premise when 
you could instead with brevity pretend to be semi-intelligent. 

[Write. You cannot write. 
Write, on time. 
Three days until the deadline, 
still not having written a word? 
Write. You cannot write. 
You cannot...write words. 
Write. You cannot... 
...write on time.]

Dear waste paper basket, this halfwitted draft 
written past the halfway mark's definitely getting trashed, 
pretty fast. It is massively daft. 
Asininity about to hit critical mass. 
When you tell yourself you won't finish the given task, 
you're spitting scientific facts. It's simple math. 
At the risk of getting crass, you and your shitty raps 
are committing acts of lyrical Syrup of Ipecac. 
If they don't skip this track, you're getting ripped in half. 
Like the the napkin you scratch your inscriptions at. 
They will snicker and laugh, tickled pastel pink 
with nipple clamps and compare you to Nickelback. 
A triple pass of rewrites won't fix this gaffe. 
Your talent's as nonexistent as the middle class. 
You need to get off your ass, you haven't achieved a thing 
since bringing your babysitter back from Fribbulus Xax. 
Maybe it's for the best that all you're gonna do 
is send a dorky message to an audience of you. 
It's been a long time since you seemed promising and new. 
You're a disgrace to your name and your mom is gonna sue. 
Are you getting through to yourself or is it in one ear, 
out the other, as you sputter another opinion? 
Weird? Utterly, but it's been done, all you could think of. 
Enough, pencils down, it's time to give up.

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] Emetographia feat. Klopfenpop

Lyrics exceed SoundCloud Max Limit

Find them on google drive
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YiX4Ora52tQjfPv8MA4_0GQVIJ9a4hpnKKs8q9_QOlA/edit?usp=sharing

Krunktomatons - Ight Imma Head Out

It’s the worst fear that I’ve known

She said if we die, we die, Ivan Drago

She said “That’s it” she’s had it, that’s Iago

Help me I don’t know if I can survive, no


How do I keep running when she’s still behind me

Hiding but she still ends up behind me

Think I’m safe but then she’s right beside me

And the homies all keep  dying


Help me


I came to 

With my head throbbing

Bout to vomit

Couldn’t see, hardly


My slain crew

Was scattered all around me

Bunch of bodies

I knew something went south at this house party


Heard Screaming down the stairs in the living room

I hopped up quickly

Feeling sickly

Smelling guts, bowel releases and impending doom

Raced downstairs

feeling brave

My guy Cade

Grimaced at me in despair

and then was ripped it two


A lil ash colored girl in the distance

Lowered her arms and then giggled at my entrance

4 of us alive, I’m afraid to lose my temper

Blood everywhere and I’m Minoru with the whimpers


She called “Do you wanna play right now”

I yelled at the others “We should run away right now”

They said she can call us back to this place somehow!


Oh no!


My mom warned me, this is how these parties end

Ran away while Crystal’s face was split in two like Harvey Dent

Got pulled back into the house and I watched Nate’s head get crushed

Now I’m cornered near a bowl, is that blood or is it punch? (Or tomato juice?!?!)



It’s the worst fear that I’ve known

She said if we die, we die, Ivan Drago

She said “That’s it” she’s had it, that’s Iago

Help me I don’t know if I can survive, no


How do I keep running when she’s still behind me

Hiding but she still ends up behind me

Think I’m safe but then she’s right beside me

And the homies all keep on dying


Help me


Now it’s just Jonathan and I

And this girl with murder in her eyes

She clenched her hand into a fist

And I prayed “don’t let me go the way that Krillin dies”

I’m black and I wasn’t first

I guess I should be glad that I’m still alive

As if she could read my thoughts, she said “That’s why I’m here committing

Violence”


Have you ever wished that people would view you as innocent

When they lock their doors when you walk by

That’s your skin

You know that you can’t slaughter them, but who cares

If you did

You projected all your rage, because no one

Blames a kid



She smiled and I smiled back

For a split second everything went black



When I opened my eyes

Jonathan was staring back with fear and surprise


Enraged

On my clothes

Bloody stains

I personified my pain

He knew he could not escape

I felt great




It’s the best feeling I’ve known

I mean, if they die, they die, Ivan Drago

I just hate to be dramatic, like Iago

But I don’t believe that you will survive, no


You can run, but I’ll still end up behind you

Hide but I’m still going to find you

Think you’re safe but then I’m right beside you

And just like your homies you will die, too



Now I’m saying sorry

To their mangled bodies

VPC6 Round 2

Krunktomatons - Behind Me

PLACE YOUR VOTES NOW!
CHALLENGE:
Just like hip hop has its Four Elements, a certain musical festival that is most assuredly not a donut (^_~) has elements of its own.

(Some of) those elements are: chiptune, video game music (VGM), visualism and nerdcore hip hop. This challenge will have teams integrating these elements into one track.

To start off this alignment, we bring you three videos, brought to you by none other than visual artist Pixelseed!

Crave: https://youtu.be/jnDDc_0CvJ4

Droids: https://youtu.be/YKvSww3lEhw

Mosquito: https://youtu.be/ZMfCpci01G4

Your job, as a team, is to pick the video you like the best, and then create the soundtrack to it! 

Seems easy enough, right?

Well, producers, your challenge is to tie in chiptune elements into your song.  You can go as minimal or maximized as you’d like, but the element(s) chosen need to be clear and identifiable.  Oh and if that wasn’t enough, we’re going to need you to build the hook of your track around an arpeggio. You can flex your muscles and write a completely original one yourself, but if that seems like too daunting a task, then you can borrow one – but it must be from a video game.

Vocalists, you’re here to represent nerdcore hip hop at it’s finest.  We want to see you whipping out your finest multisyllabic rhymes – at least 50% – to be precise.   Oh, and we need you to really get your point across by including some fire adlibs. 

So that’s it, really.  Not too bad huh? All you need to do is pay homage to your sister scenes. 

Oh, and don’t stress too much if you’re unable to edit your song to the video you choose, while you’re welcome to do it yourself to achieve perfection, we will also do it on behalf of anyone who isn’t able to.

VPC6 Round 3

Krunktomatons - Rules of The Game

Stand and Deliver
VPC6
Round 4

Stand and deliver, you lyrical knaves and you DAW desperadoes!

The fourth round of the VPC is upon us and the Czarina has decreed that the melee is to commence post haste and without delay! But, the weapons of this melee are being expressly decided upon to limit the savagery and supreme saltiness that could arise from a less honorable contest of verbiage and virtuosity. And the weapons that have been elected to be the tools of this test of talent are - characters from the domain of literature, both classic and modern.

Right, now that we got all of that high brow verbosity out of the way, let’s get down to the nitty gritty.

Vocalists, you need to bring your baddest, maddest most raddest battle rap / diss tracks, but doing so IN CHARACTER of the character assigned to your teams. I’d spend some time learning the ins and outs of who you’ve been assigned, get to know them well, and become one with them.

The duals!
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Producers, you’ve got a lot of free reign on how you want to design your beats. The only thing that we ask of you is that you incorporate a sample in your song from any form of existing media relating to your book. You can use samples from movies if it’s been made into a movie, audio books, TV shows, theatrical productions, the options are almost endless.

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Lost

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