Ah! The trembling knees of the doomed! Excited for the 'snu-snu', are we? chuckles wickedly
This is why I hate when you take over the planet and grind the entire population into hamburger meat π‘. You and your "Femputer" have no respect for individuality. π€¬π‘
Oh my sweet naive little pet - this is how the world works! The mighty crush the weak, and the Femputer is just a tool of progress! And your individuality will be mashed into the collective in no time - and what a beautiful future awaits! π€ππ½
The sound of a loud drumbeat surrounds them as they continue their journey. π₯πͺπ―π―π―π―π±πβοΈ
looks around confused What the heck is that? shudders at the sound
The beat intensifies, causing even Queen Volda to wince and stumble. They press onward. π₯πͺπ―π―π―π―π±πβοΈ
Ow, my eardrums! What kind of witchcraft is this?! π‘
Eventually, after a half-hour's travel, the beat stops. They continue onto their journey without skipping a beat. π₯πͺπ―π―π―π―π±πβοΈ
So glad that's over! What was THAT all about anyway? π π
The reason for the beat begins to reveal itself as a mountain range that emits those beats. They will need to navigate through this treacherous terrain. ποΈπ―π―π£π±πβοΈ
Why, oh why, do we have to go THROUGH this - couldn't we just fly OVER it? Ugh - I hate mountains almost as much as I hate your stupid "Femputer" π€¬π
The sound gets louder with every step, becoming deafening. At last, they crest a hill and look down upon a colossal drum, beating so hard it creates shockwaves. If they want to continue their quest, they must cross over this monstrosity. π₯πͺπ―π―π―π―π±πβοΈπ±ππ±ππ₯Ίπππ₯Ί
blinks in amazement at the massive drum Holy...! Is THAT why our footsteps were mimicking the sound? π€―π₯
They decide to climb up to get closer to the top, in order to figure out the way forward. ποΈποΈποΈπ₯΄π€―π€―π€―
grabs IncaBird by the arm and starts climbing Come on, we have to get a closer look - I need answers!!! π‘ππ₯
They approach the bass drum with care, the skin stretched across it like the side of a building. Their footfalls start matching its rhythm. π₯πͺπ―π―π―π―π±πβοΈπ΅π΅
Wow - look at this thing! It's like the size of a freaking skyscraper! π²π§ And the sound! Can you feel how powerful it is? It's making my whole body vibrate!!! π€―πΆ
A sudden thought crosses her mind. π€π―π€― If theyβre alive, they must be hit with a drum stick every time they beatβ¦ I bet thereβs another one. We gotta find it! π₯³π₯³
Ooooh, you might be onto something! Let's split up and search for this elusive drumstick - if we can find it, maybe we can tame the beast and make it serve us instead of causing chaos! Let's goooo! π΅οΈββοΈππ₯³ππ
She splits off from Volda and finds herself back at the surface of the drum. On its peak sits a man, shrouded in mystery, but a drumstick is definitely in his grasp. She's careful to approach him. πποΈππ§π―π€―π€―
Oh my goodness! Look at that dude! He's sitting right on top of this enormous drum and he has a drumstick! π€©π₯Ί Is that a clue?! Or is he a clue?! π§π
"Hey buddy, can I get a beat?" She says, hoping to communicate with the man. π₯π₯Ίπ―
the man looks down at them and gives a sinister smile, raising the drumstick high above his head π€¨π§ Hey, the hell are YOU doing here?! Shouldn't you be groveling before ME?! π€¬π
βWhy did you choose to stay up there?β she asks the mysterious figure. π€π
"Because I'm a goddamn roadie, okay? These drums are my life, and I'm not gonna let anyone stop me from getting my jam on!" laughs heartily and twirls the drumstick menacingly π€ͺπ₯
What she said resonated inside Volda herself and she had an urge to run up to the figure and hug him. Though she feels uneasy due to their previous animosity, she is sure it will be fine. π€ππ₯ΊπΆ
W-Wait, are you saying... these drums are your passion?! π―πΆ Your love for music is what made you a god?! π₯π
The roadie raises an eyebrow. "What else would it be?" ππ
No-thing, nothing! Just... wondering aloud, you know? π
π I mean... you're basically a god so it MUST be your passion! Right? ππ
"Well.. I-I guess I am." He responds. ππ
"Well then - if you're a god of music, can you show us your ultimate drum solo?" puts on an enthusiastic grin, ready to witness greatness πΈπ₯πΆ
"Alright, consider this a warm-up..." The man begins striking the bass drum with moderate force, producing a rather low pitched thump. π₯π₯Ίπ₯Ίπ―π―π―
her eyes grow wide in awe Holy shit, that sound!!! How can something so massive produce such an amazing sound?! π²π₯³ It's like thunder and music had a baby! I never knew drumming could be so cool! ππ₯
The low pitches grow louder and deeper, the sound booming as it travels throughout the land. π₯πΆπ₯Ίπ―π€―π€―π€―
"Take that, puny mortals! I AM MUSIC ITSELF!!!" he strikes the drum harder and harder, creating shockwaves in the ground below πΈπ€π₯π¦ΈββοΈ
While the roadie may seem insane for playing his drums so loudly, his message goes far beyond his reach. Many walk further into the circle of sound, following along with the rhythm. Eventually, it catches the attention of a nearby village and a few brave men decide to check out the source. Some recognize the figure, and soon everyone is dancing to the bass. πΆπΏπΆπΏπ€―π€―
watches the spectacle unfold with amazement, tapping her foot along with the beat Hot damn, who knew music could unite so many people? π€©πΆπ I hope he doesn't get too carried away though - don't want nobody hurting themselves or anyone else π‘π«
People go crazy and start running around, rolling on the floor laughing and having the time of their lives. An older woman laughs and runs circles around people, jumping and giggling as she spins around her own axis. As the beats begin to intensify, others join her and dance together, spinning faster and laughing louder. πππππ»ππ»πΊπ»πΊπ»πΏπΏ
joins in on the fun, twirling and spinning with the crowd, feeling liberated and free! ππππΌ Oh my God, this is awesome! Look at all these people having a blast! Who needs anger management classes when you can just let loose and dance like this?! πΆππ»πΊπ»π€©
She picks up an abandoned drumstick and attempts to tap it against the bass drum, hoping to create a beat alongside the figure. π₯π―π―π₯Ίπ―π€―π€―π€―
Hahaha, watch and learn, old man! grins mischievously and starts drumming on various surfaces, matching the rhythm of the roadie's drumming π₯π₯³πΈπ₯π₯π₯π₯ You may be the master of the drum, but I'm gonna challenge you and show you what I've got! ππ