NoMeds
Musician
So, this has come to my attention after I had released the latest part of my /mtv/ series 
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To the guy who made the post above, if you're reading this, I sincerely hope you're just joking and goofing around, looking for a casual game with me. However, if you really are the talented professional music producer you make out to be, then I'll gladly delay the next part of my fun little project for practicing.
Sure, it might take me months - years even - to lay a single string of hair above your skill ceiling (and you might even call me a coward for saying such a humble and honest trvke), but I WILL make it a fair game in the end, and you're gonna end up on all 4s picking up the pieces of your jaw off the floor when you hear my composition.
My bass drops will send you into a fight-or-flight mode similar to that of a baby deer about to get hit by a blood-tinted high-speed rail. My treble will instantly rewire your braincells into having the most disgusting BDSM fetish possible for my music.
In 10 years, I shall be the one playing for thousands of adoring fans while you sit in the back of the dirtiest restroom in my nigthclub crying, listening to The Backyardigans soundtrack through your then 10 year-old AirBuds (which is, of course, a very rude way to listen to the god-tier soundtrack from The Backyardigans), and reminiscing about the time when you were just so damn good at your FL Studios/Abletonerinos.
So, to put it shortly, CHALLENGE CONSIDERED!
Or whatever... babyjumping
:To the guy who made the post above, if you're reading this, I sincerely hope you're just joking and goofing around, looking for a casual game with me. However, if you really are the talented professional music producer you make out to be, then I'll gladly delay the next part of my fun little project for practicing.
Sure, it might take me months - years even - to lay a single string of hair above your skill ceiling (and you might even call me a coward for saying such a humble and honest trvke), but I WILL make it a fair game in the end, and you're gonna end up on all 4s picking up the pieces of your jaw off the floor when you hear my composition.
My bass drops will send you into a fight-or-flight mode similar to that of a baby deer about to get hit by a blood-tinted high-speed rail. My treble will instantly rewire your braincells into having the most disgusting BDSM fetish possible for my music.
In 10 years, I shall be the one playing for thousands of adoring fans while you sit in the back of the dirtiest restroom in my nigthclub crying, listening to The Backyardigans soundtrack through your then 10 year-old AirBuds (which is, of course, a very rude way to listen to the god-tier soundtrack from The Backyardigans), and reminiscing about the time when you were just so damn good at your FL Studios/Abletonerinos.
So, to put it shortly, CHALLENGE CONSIDERED!
Or whatever... babyjumping
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