One Hour Compo - Round 190 (OHC190)
Outline
You will have 1 hour to complete your song and 10 minutes to finish it up. You will then have an additional 10 minutes to upload your song. At 6 PST/9 EST you may begin your mixing, please have your files uploaded by 7:20 PST/10:20 EST.
Rules
You will have 1 hour to complete your song and 10 minutes to finish it up. You will then have an additional 10 minutes to upload your song. At 6 PST/9 EST you may begin your mixing, please have your files uploaded by 7:20 PST/10:20 EST. Join us for discussion on Discord!
Start: on 5/31/12
Deadline: on 5/31/12
Voting: on 6/7/12
Entries (20)
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Mysterious woods
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Maybe there's trees, and a drumline.
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You're all alone in the woods.
Might as well wander about.
(Composer's note: Making progressions in an hour are harder than I thought. Oh well.)
Might as well wander about.
(Composer's note: Making progressions in an hour are harder than I thought. Oh well.)
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Even in the darkest of woods
there is always light.
You just have to search hard enough.
there is always light.
You just have to search hard enough.
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woo
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so prepare yourself...
Excuse any sloppiness in the soloing.. threw that on with like 3 minutes left on the deadline.
Excuse any sloppiness in the soloing.. threw that on with like 3 minutes left on the deadline.
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A man who believes his soul tied to the tree he planted many years ago tells his story to the forest, the only home he has ever known.
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http://homestarrunner.com/sbemail91.html
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is this thing on?
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Cockin'
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....
Of course as soon as I'm finishing up I have to leave Q_Q
Kinda rushed in some parts
Of course as soon as I'm finishing up I have to leave Q_Q
Kinda rushed in some parts
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The forest is no place for a wayward soul. Stumbling around in confusion and fear, with only the stars for comfort, you feel as if you're going to be trapped here forever.
Alas, in the dark, the faintest of lights appear.
A moonlit meadow, a small oasis in the world. Solace at last.
The reality of the situation encroaches on your peace, but such trivial matters like Survival no longer matter.
You are home.
Alas, in the dark, the faintest of lights appear.
A moonlit meadow, a small oasis in the world. Solace at last.
The reality of the situation encroaches on your peace, but such trivial matters like Survival no longer matter.
You are home.
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mehhhhhhhhhh
I'm not feeling it tonight :\
I'm not feeling it tonight :\
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I have chosen to be here, alone in these woods. No one understands, people don't like me. I confine myself in this world. My own paper-thin salvation
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Made by me and my friend Getkilled2
The refugees have been found out...now they must defend themselves...little do they know that nature is playing tricks on them.
(my hand was forced on the name)
The refugees have been found out...now they must defend themselves...little do they know that nature is playing tricks on them.
(my hand was forced on the name)
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Deep in the forest, you find an awesome jam going on. Cuz that sort of stuff is definitely what happens in forests... trust me, I know this stuff.
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Alone, lost, betrayed by those whom you trusted.
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So many of them... such a beautiful color... it's so warm...
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our limbs outstretched for ever more
beyond the silence, grassy floor
I've never seen the boy before
he rushes up to me
he yells "what sorcery is this?"
we easily laugh and dismiss
this boy he knows not what he says
to disrespect our land
why do the humans
rush to our hands
they think we're just trees here
to follow commands
why do the humans
lie under our heads
do they think we exist
just to offer them rest
so we say "go on with you"
and he shrugs without a care
and we're losing our patience
in the darkening air
now why would he do that?
endanger his life
not a weapon is on him
no gun, and no knife
we reach the final moment
he makes his last move
though the boy was first brave
he was quickly removed
beyond the silence, grassy floor
I've never seen the boy before
he rushes up to me
he yells "what sorcery is this?"
we easily laugh and dismiss
this boy he knows not what he says
to disrespect our land
why do the humans
rush to our hands
they think we're just trees here
to follow commands
why do the humans
lie under our heads
do they think we exist
just to offer them rest
so we say "go on with you"
and he shrugs without a care
and we're losing our patience
in the darkening air
now why would he do that?
endanger his life
not a weapon is on him
no gun, and no knife
we reach the final moment
he makes his last move
though the boy was first brave
he was quickly removed
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Alone...
death...
fear...
slowly...
seeps..
in...
death...
fear...
slowly...
seeps..
in...