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Post by Tabula Rasa on May 18, 2008 5:38:07 GMT -8
Do your characters have theme songs? Is there a particular riff that should trill across our minds whenever one of your PCs walks into a room? If so, share those theme songs below and more crazy table-building will occur! Character | Theme Song | Performed By | Aderes | Little Victories | Matt Nathanson | J'fel | Maggie May | Rod Stewart | Keziah | Getting Away With Murder | Papa Roach | Aleda | Self Control | Laura Branigan | P'nset | Buffalo Soldier | Bob Marley | Ezieki | Feeling Good | Muse | Salina | Beauty in Ugly | Jason Mraz | K'mar | Open Your Eyes | Snow Patrol | Althesia | Dirty Business | The Dresden Dolls | M'sella | We've Got A Big Mess On Our Hands | The Academy Is... | K'houry | Becoming The Bull | Atreyu | Emeni | It's My Life | Bon Jovi | J'rad | Animal I Have Become | Three Days Grace | Eideen | Time Bomb | The Dismemberment Plan |
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Post by Tabula Rasa on May 18, 2008 17:31:11 GMT -8
Aderes' theme song is Little Victories by Matt Nathanson. Little Victories
This time, I'll be sailing No more bailing boats for me I'll be out there on the sea Just my confidence and me
And I'll be awful sometimes Weakened to my knees I'll learn to get by On little victories
This time, I'll have no fear I'll be standing strong and tall Turn my back towards them all
And I'll be awful sometimes Weakened to my knees I'll learn to get by Yes, I'll learn to get by On little victories And if the world decides to catch up with me Still little victories[/center][/i]
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Post by Omnia Munda on May 19, 2008 12:11:39 GMT -8
This is a bit horrible, and I am a bit embarrassed to post it, but I just can't get it out of my head. Sorry, Aderes... Maggie May (Rod Stewart / Martin Quittenton)
Wake up Maggie I think I got something to say to you It's late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried any more You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone You stole my heart and that's what really hurt
The morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age But that don't worry me none in my eyes you're everything I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didn't need to coax Oh, Maggie I couldn't have tried any more You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone You stole my soul and that's a pain I can do without
All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand But you turned into a lover and mother what a lover, you wore me out All you did was wreck my bed and in the morning kick me in the head Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried anymore You lured me away from home 'cause you didn't want to be alone You stole my heart I couldn't leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living out of playing pool Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin' hand Oh Maggie I wish I'd never seen your face You made a first-class fool out of me But I'm as blind as a fool can be You stole my heart but I love you anyway
Maggie I wish I'd never seen your face I'll get on back home one of these days
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Post by minji on May 21, 2008 16:02:00 GMT -8
I don't know if I'd make it official, but so far I've got an ideal song in mind for Keziah ;D Papa Roach Getting Away With Murder "Getting Away With Murder" Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What creates my own madness And I'm addicted to your punishment And you're the master And I am waiting for disaster
I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth again I am getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I drink my drink and I don't even want to I think my thoughts when I don't even need to I never look back cause I don't even want to And I don't need to Because I'm getting away with murder
I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth again I am getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away with murder)
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate What creates my own madness And I'm addicted to your punishment And you're the master And I am craving this disaster
I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth again I am getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder (Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth again I am getting away with murder It isn't possible To never tell the truth But the reality is I'm getting away with murder
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Post by Alsivor on Jun 5, 2008 21:42:52 GMT -8
For now ....
Self Control Laura Branigan
Oh, the night is my world City light painted girl In the day nothing matters It's the night time that flatters In the night, no control Through the wall something's breaking Wearing white as you're walkin' Down the street of my soul
You take my self, you take my self control You got me livin' only for the night Before the morning comes, the story's told You take my self, you take my self control
Another night, another day goes by I never stop myself to wonder why You help me to forget to play my role You take my self, you take my self control
I, I live among the creatures of the night I haven't got the will to try and fight Against a new tomorrow, so I guess I'll just believe it That tomorrow never comes
A safe night, I'm living in the forest of my dream I know the night is not as it would seem I must believe in something, so I'll make myself believe it That this night will never go
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, the night is my world City light painted girl In the day nothing matters It's the night time that flatters
I, I live among the creatures of the night I haven't got the will to try and fight Against a new tomorrow, so I guess I'll just believe it That tomorrow never knows
A safe night, I'm living in the forest of a dream I know the night is not as it would seem I must believe in something, so I'll make myself believe it That this night will never go
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh You take my self, you take my self control (repeat to fade out)
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Post by neopanther on Jun 9, 2008 6:49:19 GMT -8
P'nsetSomething gabout the comparison makes me laugh... Buffalo Soldier [/u] [/i]Bob Marley
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta: There was a buffalo soldier in the heart of America, Stolen from Africa, brought to America, Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.
I mean it, when I analyze the stench - To me it makes a lot of sense: How the dreadlock rasta, was the buffalo soldier, And he was taken from Africa, brought to America, Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival.
Said he was a buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta - Buffalo soldier in the heart of America.
If you know your history, Then you would know where you coming from, Then you wouldn't have to ask me, Who the 'eck do I think I am.
I'm just a buffalo soldier in the heart of America, Stolen from Africa, brought to America, Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival; Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America.
Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy, Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy! Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy, Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy! Buffalo soldier troddin' through the land, wo-ho-ooh! Said he wanna ran, then you wanna hand, Troddin' through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea.
Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America; Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta, Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival; Driven from the mainland, to the heart of the Caribbean.
Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy, Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy! Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy, Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!
Troddin' through San Juan in the arms of America; Troddin' through Jamaica, a buffalo soldier Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival. Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta.
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy, Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy! [fade]
[/center] Ezieki - I feel like this fits him sooo nicely. Because he Always feels like this... and he adores his freedom. - though perhaps oTis Redding - Dock of the Bay would be another appropriate choice =3 Muse Feeling Good
Birds flying high, you know how I feel Sun in the sky, you know how I feel Reeds driftin' on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea, you know how I feel River running free, you know how I feel Blossom in the tree, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good
Dragonfly out in the sun, you know what I mean, don't you know Butterflies all havin fun, you know what I mean Sleep in peace, when day is done And this old world is a new world And a bold world For me
Stars when you shine, you know how I feel Scent of the pine, you know how I feel Yeah, freedom is mine And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me
And I'm feeling good
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Post by Xinnai on Jun 13, 2008 16:03:51 GMT -8
Salina. Beauty In Ugly by Jason Mraz.
She's so big hearted, But not so remarkable Just an ordinary humble girl Expecting nothing as we're made to think It's a pretty person's world.
But you are beautiful and you better go show it. Go look again, you gotta be true to your own. If you really wanna go to the top Do you really wanna win? Don't believe in living normal, just to satisfy demand.
Well if you wanna get free And if you wanna do the passionate thing And if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart You should own your name and stand up tall And get real and see the beauty in ugly.
Well you are fresh, your face is fabulous. Don't forget you're one of a kind When nobody is checking the deeds you've done And nobody is hearing your cries. You make all of the fashion statements Just by dressing up your mind.
Well if you wanna get free And if you wanna do the passionate thing And if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart You should own your name and stand up tall And get real and see the beauty in ugly And see the beauty in ugly.
Well if you wanna get free And if you wanna do the passionate thing And if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart and oh You should own your name and stand up tall And get real and see the beauty in ugly. See the beauty in a ugly.
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Post by Invisible on Jun 16, 2008 7:29:58 GMT -8
K'mar's theme song came to me this morning. Open Your Eyes by Snow Patrol
All this feels strange and untrue And I won't waste a minute without you My bones ache, my skin feels cold And I'm getting so tired and so old
The anger swells in my guts And I won't feel these slices and cuts I want so much to open your eyes 'Cause I need you to look into mine
Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x4]
Get up, get out, get away from these liars 'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time
Every minute from this minute now We can do what we like anywhere I want so much to open your eyes 'Cause I need you to look into mine
Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x8]
All this feels strange and untrue And I won't waste a minute without you
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Post by anhydrous on Aug 8, 2008 9:02:10 GMT -8
This is Althesia's with the most fitting lines bolded. -snickers- She's a tart.
Dirty Business by The Dresden Dolls
Raise your glass. We have incorporated, place your bets. We're all so sick of waiting, queen takes jack. You got me this time but I'll get you back, so pick a number.
To all the ones who tried the most, was I supposed to cheer your efforts? Sorry that I chose so poorly, golly gee, am I the poster girl?
She's the kind of girl who looks for love in all the lonely places, the kind who comes to poker pockets stuffed with kings and aces. She's the kind of girl who only asks you over when its raining, just to make you lie there catching water dripping from the ceiling.
Lift your hats. Off to the checkout girls with tattooed backs. They'd make an angel's skin crawl, if you ask, them for assistance there's an even chance. You'll get a number.
To all the girls at pearl, the surly boys who get to masticate them. I've a prize for each, and every one of you so just be patient. To all the ones that hated me, the most, a toast, you really had me going for a second, I was nervous, boy, am I the poster girl?
She's the kind of girl who gets her slings and arrows from the dumpster, the kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her. She's the kind of girl who leaves out condoms on the bedroom dresser, just to make you jealous of the men she fucked before you met her.
To all the ones that thought they knew me best, a test, to prove your prowess. Who was mine in '99? I want last names and current status. To all the ones who hated me, the most, a toast, you really had me going for second, I was nervous, boy am I the poster girl for some suburban sickness? Better keep a healthy distance. Now its up to you, know what to do, its pretty dirty business.
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Post by Xinnai on Aug 8, 2008 18:47:11 GMT -8
M'sella
We've Got A Big Mess On Our Hands by The Academy Is...
I’ve got that lefty curse Where everything I do is flipped And awkwardly reversed You’re seldom known and barely missed I always put myself In destructive situations I need oxygen To be exposed where no one goes, where no one’s been When it all comes crashing…
(ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now we’ve got a big, big Mess on our hands tonight. Sing it (yeah) (ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now we’ve got a big, big Mess on our hands tonight.
Somebody get my phone So I can throw it in a public Pool and watch it float And as it slowly sinking down, Become a social ghost Inside a box, cut at the top To let some light shine in To remind me what I’ve done and where I’ve been When it all comes crashing…
(ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now we’ve got a big, big Mess on our hands tonight. Sing it (yeah) (ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now we’ve got a big, big, big, big Mess on our hands, on our hands.
Don’t give in, don’t give up, I’ll be gone. You don’t look innocent enough. We’re too young to be critics We won’t miss anything at all Don’t give in, don’t give up I don’t look innocent with this big, big mess on, I’ll say something else.
(woah) (woah) (woah oh)
We've got a big, big mess Oh, we've got a big, big mess Oh, we've got a big, big mess A big, big mess Now we've got a big, big mess A big, big mess Now come on
(ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now we’ve got a big, big Mess on our hands tonight. Sing it (yeah) (ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Now we’ve got a big, big, big, big Mess on our hands, on our hands,
Don’t give in, don’t give up (we've got a big, big mess) I’ll be gone. (a big, big mess) I don’t look innocent enough We’re too young to be cynics (we've got a big, big mess on our hands) We won’t wish any harm at all Don’t give in, don’t give up (we've got a big, big mess) No one looks innocent with this big big mess on our hands tonight. (a big, big mess. we've got a big, big mess on our hands)
When it all comes crashing.
K'houry
Becoming The Bull by Atreyu
Come on!!! Grab the bull by the horns the old adage goes. Nobody tells you where to go from here. Seems like fates pulling you. Decisions have to be made. The the best path is the hardest earned. Back and forth the struggle consumes us all. Trying to keep a level head. In the most unsettling of times. Today I'll become the bull. There is so much to stake. I stumble, I lose my place. Pride and arrogance surrounded by sin. Destiny takes its hold. Fight it or let it go. But I choose how the day will end. Back and forth the struggle consumes us all. Trying to keep a level head. In the most unsettling of times. Today I'll become the bull. [x2] This walk can get lonely I lose myself inside my head. No one can touch you when you're outside staring in. Remove myself from this rat race. Back and forth the struggle consumes us all. Trying to keep a level head. The most unsettling of times. Today I'll become the bull. [x5]
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Post by Slim on Aug 9, 2008 12:12:01 GMT -8
For Emeni, It's My Life by Bon Jovi. It's My Life This ain't a song for the broken-hearted No silent prayer for the faith-departed I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice When I shout it out loud!
Chorus It's my life It's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just wanna live while I'm alive It's my life!
This is for the ones who stood their ground For Tommy and Gina who never backed down Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky Got to make your own breaks.
Chorus
Better stand tall when they're calling you out Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down
Chorus x2
'Cause it's my life!
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Post by dragon on Aug 22, 2008 21:04:29 GMT -8
I didn't really find this for J'rad as much as it found me. Interesting that I listen to a song a good dozen times a day and it just clicks in an instant. Anyway, this is for Mr. Grumpy Gills, J'rad. Animal I Have Become By Three Days Grace
I can't escape this hell So many times i've tried But i'm still caged inside Somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me? No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal (This animal, this animal)
I can't escape myself (I can't escape myself) So many times i've lied (So many times i've lied) But there's still rage inside Somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me? No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal
Somebody help me through this nightmare I can't control myself Somebody wake me from this nightmare I can't escape this hell
(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)
So what if you can see the darkest side of me? No one will ever change this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal I have become Help me believe it's not the real me Somebody help me tame this animal (This animal I have become)
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Eideen
Established Player
I am still coursin' through your bloodstream like a ghost.
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Post by Eideen on Sept 17, 2008 17:49:52 GMT -8
The Dismemberment Plan's "Time Bomb" for Eideen: Well I I am a time bomb and I I lay forgotten at the bottom of your heart I'm fine, ticking away the hours till I blow your world apart
Well I I am a poison and I I am still coursing through your bloodstream like a ghost, like wine Gathering vintage the day i hurt the most
I I am a land mine and i I lay under the soil burned out by battles you thought you'd won I've got time, to wait for the footprints of a memory that's on the run Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I I am a tar pit and I I swell like a living thing all at the slightest touch A black grime, swallowing everything in a cold and timeless clutch
I I am a trip wire and I I'm stretching across the road you're barreling down tonight The thinnest twine, waiting to be released Right beyond your sight
I I am a fault line and I I'm pulling apart the ground that lay beneath your newest seed So fine, moving in inches now, crawling, cutting, cleaving like a knife
Well I I am a time bomb and I I only live in that one moment in which you die It's not right It's not what I wanted then, but you know and I know there's no going back
I I am a lost soul and I I send out a sickened light for anyone to see A cry for help, yeah, a warning to stay away A burning, a blinding, a bleaching deathmask white, yeah
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