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Thread: Who's into Electronic Dance Music?

hellosquirtle said All forms of electronic dance music is all fine an dandy, I prefer more of the hardstyle, and hardcore variety. 185 BPM ACTION IN YO FACE! On a more serious subject, Blutonium Boy, The Crystal Method, DJ Jimni Cricket, Donkey Rollers, and DJ Crackerdjack. All of them so face-meltingly fantastic it blew my face off. Click to expand... speaking of crackerjack, he will be coming back up to seattle for Electric Sunshine. you plan on going?
Thread: Who's into Electronic Dance Music?

Are you kidding me? It's 612, My Birthday is totally the 14th, I am so there! You know I make sure I see him when he is in town.
Thread: Who's into Electronic Dance Music?

If you're a big anime fan like me, you may like DJ Sharpnel. He does a lot of electronic overclock remixes of anime songs. Here's a pretty popular one of his youtube
Thread: Who's into Electronic Dance Music?

Sorry I haven't responded to you guys I've been kinda busy. Let's see here... Enlightenment by Oscilist is pretty good...it's not really my thing though. I will have to agree with DJbayview that it sounds quite standard. In Da Tweekaz, Angeli Domini, The blood rushed to my head when the vocals came in. I am a sucker for choirs...seeing as I was in one for awhile. Oh and when the chiptunes came in I was like omg no wai! XD I like the song, but the kicks are a little hard for me. I can't listen to a ton of it in one sitting. DM Ashura's NeoMAX is a too fast and a little too busy for me. DJ Sharpnel is too also kinda fast and busy. And now for my contribution! Download this awesome 40 minute mix! It's called Nintendub by Squincy Jones. It combines dubstep, 8-bit nintendo loops, and rap. I have been listening to it a lot lately! !-- m --a classpostlink href ... nintenduba!-- m --
Thread: Who's into Electronic Dance Music?

anything with 8 and 16-bit is awesome.
Thread: Who's into Electronic Dance Music?

Hehe, yeah I listen to a lot of Sharpnel when I'm playing FPSs or games in general. Gets me into the right mood. x3 I really dig this remix though! I'm listening to it right now.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The night air was cool as the young man reclined by the campfire. The fire crackled noisily, almost masking the sounds of hustle and bustle in the nearby camp. His brown eyes watched the dancing flames casting their glow on his pale face. it was a peaceful evening, a calm before the storm of the fair on the morrow. No one had come to visit their camp tonight, but then who ever came to gypsies before they made themselves known. He tilted his head in curiosity as the flames flickered. His long black braid fell over his shoulder as he pondered the shadows. For a brief moment he thought he could make out a shape in the shadows of the flames. A woman's face a body. He blinked and it was gone. He pondered what this was, a bit of the future coming to him, or his own fantasy casting images where there were none. Old Grandmother had always cautioned him to be wary of what was seen while looking into the flames of campfire for those images were often the devil's work. Still he wondered, for that brief moment, he'd seen an unmistakable face if he ever saw it again, but who was she. He sat in silence and awaited the morrow.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The moon casted a soft glow on the vail in the forest, a soft, warm breeze flowed over the blades of glass making it look like the rolling sea, a soft pounding noise could be heard from afar the soft pounding of horse feet as it galloped through the thick forest, the horse emerged with its rider ontop wearing knee length black pants and no boots but large paws, a red corset was easily noticed as well as the off the shoulder white puffy long sleeved shirt, her hood was down and her long black hair was flying softly in the breeze, her green eyes had a look of excitement on her beautiful face, she headed for the next town over seeking shelter and a place for her horse to rest and eat his fill.her tail isn't that long XD and she doesn't have the horns and such
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The young tiger stretched his arms over his head, and yawned, his long tongue lolling out of his mouth. He settled down to take a nap by the fire when he heard the drum of hooves coming from the woods. Ears perked he sat up, and looked about. It was curious he hadn't seen anyone from outside the camp the entire day, and now someone was approaching at this late hour. Something didn't seem right about it to him. Moving to the edge of the camp, his eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness as he surveyed the woods. He thought he could make out someone in the woods. Placing two fingers in his mouth he let out a sharp whistle to flag down whoever was approaching. Brown eyes obviously, not green, but otherwise here you go for a piccy
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

Mara's ears perked and turned her head towards the whistle, she blinked a bit and thought that maybe it was someone else, but who would want to be in this forest alone, she turned her horse and rode over towards the whistle, she moved her cloak up to where it concealed her face and hid her form from view, she held the reins to her tired horse carfully and emerged on a different part of the camp from where he was standing, she gazed at him through her dark hood and tilted her head a bit, he was thin but he obviously had muscles and was rather taller than her and her thick frame, she stayed on her horse just in case she needed to take off at a moments notice.
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The tiger smiled as the rider approached and waved. A stray breath of wind blew a few loose atrands of his hair across his face. Greetings traveler. What brings you about at this late an hour? As he spoke an older, and much stockier tiger approached them. There was a faint resemblance between the two. He looked down at the younger and spoke. I'll deal with this Mica, you go tell Grandmother we have a visitor. The younger tiger's look soured a bit as he slunk off into the camp. Yes, sir. There was some faint grumbling as he made his way towards the rightmost wagon in the camp, his tail swishing back and forth as he walked.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

She stayed on her horse still keeping her hood up and smiled slightly as she watched with her green eyes then moved her paw up and pushed back her cloak reveling her face and fluffy black curly hair , she got off the horse easily the cloak going behind her shoulders, i was heading to the next town before i heard a whistle she said quietly and maturely she tilted her head slightly and smiled slightly her large fluffy ears moving as she heard the others int he wagon, seems i have stumbled upon gypsy's
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The older tiger chuckled. Ah I was wondering what Mica was doing whistling like that this late at night. He nodded to her and gestured for her to follow him. Come on in and sit a spell. We'll get you a drink and something to eat. Perhaps Grandmother will even read you if you'd like. With that he began walking back into the camp. Mica sat at the steps to Grandmother's wagon with a violin in his paws. He scratched out a few off keys notes and grimaced. Reaching for the tuning pegs, he let out a clear whistle, and tuned the string to his pitch. Somehow he managed to hold the each note as he tuned the instrument. The following strokes resulted in a harmonious folk melody which he whistled along to as he played, scarcely any difference in the notes he played, and those he whistled.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

She watched quietly and smiled a bit before tieing her horse to a lone branch and sat down easily on the large log, she let her tail fall to her feet as she crossed her thick legs and sighed softly at the fire light, she felt her horse nudge her, she smiled and got up reaching into her saddle bags and pulling out an apple, she grined when he got excited and sat down holding the apple out letting him take a bit of it, she watched and then turned her gaze to the violine playing, she listened peacefully and hummed softly while he whistled.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

As he drew out the last few notes, the door behind Mica opened, and an ancient looking feline stepped out. She had a grizzled smile as she patted Mica on the head, and stepped down past him. Turning her gaze to their visitor, it became apparent she was completely blind in her left eye, the iris and pupil both milky in color. Regarding their visitor for a moment she nodded her head. It's about time you got here young lady. I've been waiting the better part of the day for you to show up. She chuckled good naturedly Not a nice thing to keep Old Grandmother waiting, she turned her gaze down to the young tiger, Is it Mica? Mica chuckled with her and shifted his gaze up as he spoke. No it's usually...not. His speech slowed as his eyes came upon her. Surprise was apparent as his eyes widened at the sight of her, alarm causing his fur to bristle.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

Mara turned her gaze to the old woman, she had no idea what she was talking about, she was just passing through, but then again they were fortune tellers, some better off than others, it was a rare treat to find one that acctully knew somthing, she left her horse the apple as she stood and came over to the old woman looking at her do you know something about me? she asked quietly her ears going towards mica and everything else, she appeared to be or lion breed or some kind of fluffy cat.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The old woman's gaze drifted to the young tiger at the base of her steps, noting his alarm. He old paw gently brushed the scruff of his neck to calm him. I know a few things. You're on your way to the next town to visit a man. You believe him to be your perfect mate, but.... She smiled coyly leaving the rest hanging teasingly. This was her profession after all. Mica's fur slowly lowered as the old crone brushed the back of his neck. It was the woman he'd seen in the fire, and here Grandmother was being so calm. She'd know this strange woman was coming, yet she'd said nothing. What was she hiding about her though. A million possibilities soared through his mind as he looked at her.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

She watched the old woman and smiled faintly, she wondered what she knew, she then stood back up and moved to her horse hummm you are correct, but i truely do not think that to be your business she smiled lightly trying to be nice at least, she turned her gaze over to the scrawny tiger then turned back to the old woman.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The old woman brushed Mica away from the steps. Go on boy and find something useful to do besides staring at fire's all day. The young lady and I have business to conduct. The younger tiger grumbled to himself as he slunk off behind the wagon. Grandmother had known about this woman, probably seen something about him too. Why hadn't she told him. The older woman waited until the boy was out of sight before turning to the lady again. I'm afraid it is. My business is to know things, though i do not speak freely of them. Do come in, you and I have business to conduct.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

She stayed where she was for a moment longer before brushing her black hair back and picking up her cloak as she walked into the traveling wagon, she closed the door behind her and walked easily over and sat near the older woman, she wanted to know what this woman wanted or what she knew, it just ate her up inside that she knew something, but she tried to not let it get o her to much so she sat and listened, greatful to take a rest before continuing to the next town.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The old woman nodded her head. Her voice was hushed as she spoke. First is payment. I'll not ask you for coin, as I have a favor to ask that is far more important. Mica has a great destiny before him, but he must leave the Caravan to accomplish it. In payment for your reading, I ask that you allow him to accompany you when you leave. Her eyes though old and weary, were deep with sincerity as she took the younger woman's hand in her's. Is this acceptable to you? As she finished speaking, she turned her head to the back of the wagon and raised her voice. Now if someone is done trying to eavesdrop, they can get to work! There was a sound of scrambling feet and then nothing. Now that that's dealt with are the terms acceptable?
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

She did not find the fact that he was eavesdropping in on their conversation and found it rather rude instead, she let the woman take her paw and nodded in agreement alright i guess it wouldn't hurt to drop him off in the next town she said quietly looking at the woman with a serious and tired look on her round face ill take him if i may sleep here tonight, and leave bright and early in the morning she said softly and flicked the end of her tail gently.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

The old tigress smiled. That'll be fine with us dear, and please call me Grandmother. Everyone does. Mica can help you find a place to sleep for tonight, and please forgive him, he knows it serious whenever I shoo him off, that's why he was listening in. Now for your fortune. As I was saying you're going to meet the man you believe to be your perfect mate, but there is trouble in that bond, an unforeseen hitch. Something will come between you, what it is I cannot say. This is all I could discern before you arrived. With that she turned the girl's paw over and spread it to study the lines. There is another who will help shape what becomes of you at some. I don't know if this is Mica, though even if I did, I would not say, for doing so would change what is to come even as I spoke. You will have a long life, and in the end it seems you'll find happiness. This is all I can tell of you. She then let her paw go a nodded her head. Know this, you must never speak of what I have told you. To do so may change it, and not necessarily for the better, and could make the end much worse than it otherwise would be. She then gestured to the door and rose, heading for a small chair by a crystal ball and said no more..
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

Maybe it was the lion blood in her but she flared up standing quickly then moving out of the cart closing the tiny door behind her, she looked back at him and breathed softly calming her wild spirit down before moving away and sitting back down where her horse was, she thought about what the gypsy woman said and brushed back her long black hair carefully before staring at the stars for what seemed like hours.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

Shortly after she'd left Grandmother called Mica into the wagon, though he wasn't there long before raised voices were heard coming out even if the conversation wasn't discernible, some things could be heard, something about leaving and in the fire. Mica stormed out of the wagon and disappeared into the woods. Some time later he came back and sat down next to Mara. Old Grandmother says I'm to leave with you tomorrow Mara. He crossed his arms and leaned against his knees, his voice was heavy.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

She looked at him slightly before moving to remove her horses saddle and started to brush him your being a baby....Mica was it? she glanced back at him before continuing her work i do not ride slowly, you ether are going to have to really keep up with me or find a horse of your own, because i will leave you behind she said rather bluntly before finishing and coming back over to him now where will i sleep?
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

My cabin probably. Don't worry, I'll be sleeping elsewhere tonight, if I can even get any. His voice seemed calm enough, despite his mind racing in a hundred directions at once. Old Grandmother had told him they were linked in destiny though how she couldn't say. He muttered under his breath not really intending for anyone else to hear. more like wouldn't...
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

Ears perked and she looked at him wouldn't what? she asked and eyed him suspiciously before moving away from the little camp fire after making sure her horse was cared for and looked around not sure which cabin was his ok you can stay up and roll over how dreadful its going to be traveling with me, but can you please just at least point me in the direction of your cabin... she asked if all else fails she could just use his scent to find it.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

Mica pointed off at the left half of the wagon circle. Fourth caravan, back door. Look its nothing to do with you personally I've just got my reasons I'm not particularly thrilled about this trip, least of which being I'm leaving everything I know behind to do it.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

When he pointed she compeltly ignored him and left him to talk to himself, when he turned around there was a closing of the door as she entered and took her cloak off hanging it up, she pulled her boots off and everything else that would weight her down and slept in her corset, white shirt and pants to make it easier to get ready, she slumped on the bed and layed down sighing softly and burring her head into the pillows soon drifting to sleep.
Thread: Whistling Gypsy Rover (Nekrosilisk and Duchess)

As she was drifting off there was a sound of scraping on the back of the caravan followed by the clacking of claws on the roof. Things were silent for a moment before the clacking started up again with a slow rhythm followed by soft whistling and a violin playing an old folk tune.
Thread: New Toys (OllixXRude and Not Ginger

Alexander was sitting alone in his room, as he had for most of the last decade. It so boring. The solitude, the lack of good food and the contempt from the others living in the house. They thought he was some sort of disgusting monster. Just because he killed his food. Or was it because he tormented them before he killed them? He didn't really care. They were an emotionless robot and a child in a man's body. Fools...But some company would be nice. Though all the vampires he knew were not very receptive of his personality. There was only one option left and he had been considering it for almost a year. He was going to make his own plaything to entertain him. A vampire pet. So he decided to do his best to look attractive. It was a good way to get a human to get closer. So he stood in front of the mirror, smoothing his shaggy dirty blond hair before pushing his purple-framed glasses up over his blood red eyes. Despite all the benefits, becoming a vampire didn't help with any eyesight lost before turning. He was nearly blind without them. But he had been told that the glasses looked rather attractive on him so he didn't mind all that much. But he couldn't quite decide how to dress. It was a rather important question. After all, depending on what he wore, it would attract a very different kind of girl. Dressing like a rich and powerful man would result in an aggressive money-craving girl. That wouldn't be good for a pet he was going to give super strength to. Perhaps just something casual to make him seem younger. That would attract a cute and innocent girl who was close to or in her teens. After all, he was only eighteen in appearance. Eventually he decided on a t-shirt featuring a picture of a Beatles album cover and a pair of jeans, which were slightly torn at places, mostly the knees. After slipping on a pair of high top shoes and tying them inhumanly fast he walked to the door of his room. It had been a month since he had left and he was very hungry. Four or five meals would be a good idea before trying to turn a human. That would be a good way to end up killing the girl. So as he opened the door and walked through the apartment he lived in, he didn't even bother speaking to his coven members. He was busy. After feeding on nearly seven humans and leaving their bodies where ever he pleased, though he was certain they would not connect him, he went to a good place to find cute and shy girls. The city library. Not that he minded being their. You could only live for so long before beginning to enjoy books. So, after grabbing a few that he found interesting, he looked around for a target. It was a few minutes before he found someone he thought was interesting. So he walked to her side and smiled. keeping his fangs well hidden behind his lips. Hello there...
Thread: New Toys (OllixXRude and Not Ginger

Being alone was a typical thing for her. She'd grown used to being alone, not having anyone to keep her company. Besides, diving into a good book was good enough for her. Why couldn't more of the guys she dated be like the guys in the books she read? Because, well, they were dumb. That was why, after this long horrible break up, with her incredibly handsome, strong, asshole boyfriend, she moved to the library, her only sanctuary. Her hair was long and pulled over her right shoulder a bit, it was a shimmering brown with a red-ish tint to it. Well hell, it was almost completely bright red, and natural at that. Her eye brows were dark and slightly high arched, but not too much. Her dark green eyes drifted over the pages of the ginormous book she read. She had to keep it on the table and lean over it to read. She was a bit slouched over it. Her elbow on the table and her other hand tapping against the mahogany wood of the large library table that sat against the far wall. No one else was at the table and there was a soft light near by illuminating enough light for her to see the small print. Her pink full lips mumbled the words as her eyes scanned them through thick eyelashes. She was wearing a purple top that clung to her form and showed her large breasts and her delicious curves. But a pink plaid jacket hung loosely over her shoulders. Her pants were tight jeans that made it look like she wasn't wearing anything, it looked like it was painted on with creases here and there to add to the fake looking effect. But they were definitely skinny jeans, black with a gold sparkle that shimmered whenever she moved. She tapped her foot to keep it awake, it was wrapped in a black kneed high boot that covered most of her skinny jeans. She had a black side bag slung over her wooden chair with her name embroidered on it. Alice Rivers. Her body sprang from the chair when she heard his voice, and she fell on her butt on the ground. The book had fallen on her lap and she let out a soft sigh when she saw him. Alice was pretty, pretty enough that she was doing a bit of modeling here and there while she went to high school. Oh yes, she had just turned 17 about a few months ago. Her little neon green smart car was parked outside in the parking lot. Alice Rivers looked up at him. She scrambled to her feet and put the big book with a little groan back onto the table in front of her chair. She stood at around four eleven, and she slide back into the chair gawking at him. Hello. Cool colored contacts. She smiled softly, revealing pointed teeth with a perfect white smile. But they weren't fangs, like vampires had, they were natural human fangs that had never been filed down. Can I help you with anything?