Galactic Soldier Troperion Brainstorm

So how do the songs work? We just pick what we think fits best?

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:37:46 PM by CommandoDude

@Hydrall: Yes, it does.

@Dude: We write it ourselves. LIKE REAL MEN, AND WOMEN, AND WOMEN WHO DRESS LIKE MEN.

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:38:56 PM by lockonlockon

I can't write a song for shit thou.

What about men who dress like women?

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:41:35 PM by CommandoDude

No, they get their song written by Daisuke Ishiwatari of Guilty Gear and Blaz Blue fame.

Lockon: It didn't in real life. Does the Emperor of the Centauri just not have that many kids or something? Because the old kings used to have quite literally dozens, so they often just made them minor lords. It was either tons or none, really.

And what about its? What do its get?

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:43:22 PM by Hydrall

No, to the growing up thing, not the royalty thing!!

It have theirs written by the Weighted Companion Cube

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:44:30 PM by lockonlockon

Fairly obvious where I got it. The Classic and rock thing sort of inspired it.

• I look at all the broken soldiers
• I look at all the broken soldiers

• I pick up the wreckage in the place where a battle has been
• Seeking a Dream
• Wait in the cockpit, giving the lines I've gave a hundred times before
• What is it for?

• Is there any meaning?
• Will I have something one day?
• All the broken soldiers
• Where do we belong?

• Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
• I'll let no one near.
• Look at me fighting, taking out Frames in the field, everyone there
• What do I care?

• Is there any meaning?
• Will I have something one day?
• All the broken soldiers
• Where do we belong?

• I see what I have done
• look at all the broken soldiers
• What have I become?

• Alan and Rigby died in the church and were buried without a name
• No one else came
• I wipped the dirt from my hands as walked from their grave
• No one was saved

• Is there any meaning?
• Will I have something one day?
• All the broken soldiers
• Where do we belong?

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:45:08 PM by Fauxlosophe

Earl Rigby?

I do like a Beatles Reference.

Lockon: Oh, right. Mehr. -still-

Faux: Holy shit, that was fast. Also, awesome. What kind of tune would it be?

Derp, missed.

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:46:03 PM by Hydrall

I just rewrote the lyrics to Eleanor Rigby, so probably that.

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:46:56 PM by Fauxlosophe

I just sung it.

It doesn't match with the meter, so it will have to be a Jimmy Hart Version.

Mine would just be an instrumental song with lots of trumpets and violins

edited 22nd Jan '11 7:53:46 PM by CommandoDude

It doesn't. I got pretty far with it matching the meter but it was basically the same song with a few minor changes that would hardly qualify it as a parody. So I opted instead for better lyrics and surrendering any hope on the meter.

I think Write should wryte it.

@Dude: Works for an on-screen theme song, so good enough.

Alexei's theme might incorporate something from the Red Army anthem. (Connection is presently dead, just writing this post while waiting for it to recover.) Or maybe Korobeiniki in a shout out to Tetris. (Creator of Tetris' name: Alexei Pajitnov)

@Faux: I'm not saying it's a parody, what I meant was the melody will be similar, but not perfect.

edited 22nd Jan '11 9:03:08 PM by lockonlockon

^^ I see what you did there.

I meant that I tried keeping with the meter and it was beyond ridiculously derivative because I didn't change enough.

@Faux: Also a good point.

I should get on Alexei's Theme.

edited 22nd Jan '11 9:02:29 PM by lockonlockon

Say what you like, but just remember: at the end of the day, I'm always Wryte.

Draft for Hobbes:

Slumblock Soldier

• Set up!

• Swingin' like an outbreak
• Singin' like a nutcase
• Trippin' on the nightscape
• Think you're gonna be someone
• They're laughin' at you on the block
• Gonna be big
• Gonna bring big
• Gonna bring it on big like Selk
• Crashin' down all around their heads (end of the world my friend)
• Set up the bomb before your life's frozen into
• Another factory line from start to end (shells and slugs ad infinitum)
• Junk the other blocks like trashes
• Burn their asses to ashes (crack their crust into dust-es)
• Vorpal blade in my pocket goin' snicker-snackin'
• Callin' for the blood of another city punk (oh shit)
• Say goodbye to the block one way or another
• Rottin' in a cell or buildin' band o' brothers (well shit)

• Yes, sir!
• No, sir!
• Why would I do that, sir?
• I should know better, sir!
• Crap it out your ass, sir!
• Not takin' your shit, sir!
• Why do I know better, sir?
• Guess I got a brain, sir!
• Shame that you don't, sir!
• Maybe one day, sir!
• Crackdown!

• Standin' like a statue
• Chargin' like a damn fool
• Shootin' like an old school
• Gonna make you into someone!
• They're laughin' at you in the 'racks
• Gonna be strong
• Gonna bring strong
• Gonna bring it on strong like Selk
• Bustin' down the doors to the stars (out of the world my friend)
• Take the shot before your blood's draining into
• Another patch of dust on another hunk of rock (shells and slugs ad infinitum)
• Deliver hot death in thirty minutes or less
• Money back guarantee (if you care to check the corpses)
• Assault rifle on my back goin' ratta-tat-tattin'
• Settin' my sights on another 'tauri sucker (damn straight)
• Say goodbye to a brother by a drink with the others
• Feel the bullets whizzin' or take the war up higher (can't wait)

• Yes, sir!
• No, sir!
• Why would I do that, sir?
• I should know better, sir!
• Crap it out your ass, sir!
• Not takin' your shit, sir!
• Why do I know better, sir?
• Guess I got a brain, sir!
• Shame that you don't, sir!
• Maybe one day, sir!
• Lift off!

• Flying like a pro
• Fighting like a masto
• Talking like I know
• How I'm gonna make you into someone
• They're not laughing at this anymore
• Gonna be smart
• Gonna bring smart
• Gonna bring it on smart like Selk
• Leaving the stars in my dust (beyond the world my friend)
• Finishing the fight before the fight's draining into
• Another generation running from the block (shells and slugs went finitum)
• Ace pilot in my frame going "let's end this crying"
• Reaching for the hand of a Centauri brother (wait what?)
• Say goodbye to the blood burning bad between the ethers
• Let it go, all of the blood burning bad between the ethers... (let it go)

• Yes, sir!
• No, sir!
• Why would I do that, sir?
• I should know better, sir!
• Crap it out your ass, sir!
• Why do I know better, sir?
• Guess I got a brain, sir!
• Shame that you don't, sir!
• Maybe one day, sir!
• Arms down!

edited 22nd Jan '11 9:06:45 PM by Wryte

That was all kinds of awesome.

It even sounds like someone's getting on the song's nerves.

-salutes, tears falling from his eyes-

Beautiful. Simply beautiful.

To be Atlantica’s pride I’ll stay
Hurrah! Hurrah!
With sword in hand I’ll lead the way
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The world sees me, the children watch
Legends create new paths to walk
And the stars will cheer Atlantica’s pride and joy

The war so long will soon be gone
Hurrah! Hurrah!
And all my tales will be in song
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The boys and girls will peal my deeds
And venture forth as bright new seeds
And the stars will cheer Atlantica’s pride and joy.

To be Atlantica’s pride I’ll stay
Hurrah! Hurrah!
But soon my burden’s done I pray
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The new gen is grown to plough the road
Inspired sons seize a day bestowed
And the stars will cheer Atlantica’s pride and joy.

Let love and peace reign on those days,
Hurrah, hurrah!
My band of brothers gone their ways,
Hurrah, hurrah!
My world’s renewed, the sparks alive
New heroes learn from me and strive,
And the stars will cheer Atlantica’s pride and joy.

Johnny We Hardly Knew Ye/The Ants come marching?

Either way, good show.

Song writing is tough.