This makes me think of Papyrus from undertale, he has 2 different themes, bonetrousle ( his fight theme ) and nyeh heh heh. Which is a simplified version of the song that plays OUTSIDE of battle when he;s the center of attention.
I’m pretty sure that this is a good example of what having a sensory processing disorder feels like. Like- you can pick out the different parts, but it’s all the same intensity, which makes the harmonies way more noticeable. They may not necessarily be louder than normal, but you can definitely hear them much more either way. I also want to point out that I predict this being the reason why somebody else here mentioned that it feels panicky.
weirdly enough this sounded very similar to the original in my head (obviously with less depth and some weirdness with the lower notes) - I have sensory processing disorder, so I think your comment might be pretty accurate!
incredible how you can still decipher a sort of pitch change using only one octave. brilliantly done! edit: wtf 600 likes?? edit 2: ignore edit 1 edit 4: only focus on edit 5
Wow this is really good, really impressive you got it to work! If anyone did actually somehow play this in real life, Rest in Pieces to those keys on that octave lol
This is actually makes me really think about how we perceive music and how it remains so recognizable in feel and sound despite it's tonal range being so severely slashed.
I never wanted to become someone like him So secure content to live each day just like the last I was sure I knew that this was not for me And I wanted so much more Far beyond what I could see So I swore that I'd Never be someone like him So many years have passed Since I proclaimed my independence My mission My aim And my vision So secure content to live each day like it's my last It's wonderful to know that I could be Something more than what I dreamed Far beyond what I could see Still I swear that I'm Missing out this time As far as I could tell There's nothing more I need But still I ask myself Could this be everything? Then all I swore That I would never be was now So suddenly The only thing I wanted To become To be someone just like him A doctor sitting next to me He asks me how I feel Not sure I understand his questioning He says I've been away a while But thinks he has cured me From a state of catatonic sleep For 30 years where have I been Eyes open but not getting through to me Medicate me, infiltrate me Side effects appear As my conscience slips away Medicate me, science failing Conscience fading fast Can't you stop what's happening A higher dosage he prescribes But there's no guarantee I feel it starting to take over me I tell him not to be ashamed There's no one who's to blame A second shot, a brief awakening I feel the relapse, can't break free Eyes open but not getting through to me Medicate me, infiltrate me Side effects appear As my conscience slips away Medicate me, science failing Conscience fading fast Can't you stop what's happening? Sailing on the seven, seize the day, tripper diem's ready Jack the ripper, Owens Wilson, Phillips and my supper's ready Lucy in the sky with diamond Dave's not here, I come to save the day for nightmare Cinema show me the way to get back home again Spinning round and round (Looking outward, reaching in) Scream without a sound (Leaning over, crawling up) Stumbling all around (Losing my place only to) Find I've come full circle Flying off the handle With careful with that axe Eugene gene the dance machine Messiah light my fire gabba gabba Hey hey, my my generation's home again Spinning round and round (Looking outward, reaching in) Scream without a sound (Leaning over, crawling up) Stumbling all around (Losing my place only to) Find I've come full circle Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath Remove all obstacles from our path Asking questions, search for clues The answer's been right in front of you Try to break through, long to connect Fall on deaf ears and failed muted breath Loyalty, trust, faith and desire Carries love through each darkest fire Tortured insanity, a smothering hell Try to escape but to no avail The calls of admirers who claim they adore Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more Innocent victims of merciless crimes Fall prey to some madmen's impulsive designs Step after step we try controlling our fate When we finally start living it's become too late Trapped inside this Octavarium Trapped inside this Octavarium Trapped inside this Octavarium Trapped inside this Octavarium We move in circles Balanced all the while On a gleaming razor's edge A perfect sphere Colliding with our fate This story ends where it began
At first, it feels like the anxiety raising as the level time runs out. Then, it's more like having a panic attack for losing at the very end of the level.
My brother loved looking at the piano! He saw 1:54 and started breakdancing on the floor! He even did some wild foaming in his mouth! He yelled a lot, and sang some wild gibberish, while sounding as if he was gargling stuff! Probably an homage to Splatoon music. But then he just slept. He hasn't gotten up for a while. But I'll let him rest. That performance was epic, so maybe it just took a lot of energy out of him!
