I wrote a song using the plot of Bioshock as a metaphor for how I was feeling at the time... more or less betrayed by a person I thought I could trust, yet still mindlessly compelled to help them anyway.
This is what I was visualizing when I wrote the song. I'm a 1950's jazz singer at Fort Frolic. A Big Daddy accompanies me on piano, and a Little Sister plays the horn. Behind me, the rest of the city of rapture. There's a bit of blood on the walls -- splicers are in the audience. But hey, be cool. Enjoy the music.
The original (100% original crayon-and-watercolor piece) is on display in my hallway! No prints have been made or anything! This is the only copy in the entire WORLD.
Oh wow, I'm actually starstruck. I can't tell you how many times I've jammed to that song. I always wanted to thank you for writing it actually! Its the first song I heard from you then all your other stuff went with it. I'm constantly telling all of my other buddies of your work and how amazingly talented you are. I hope to see you on the SL Grid soon!
(Haha its probably already sold, but I would totally kill for this picture. XD )
-- [5:49am] Ichiko: Dicks in ur fapture [5:49am] Ichiko: *RAPTURE WAT
(Haha its probably already sold, but I would totally kill for this picture. XD )
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[5:49am] Ichiko: Dicks in ur fapture
[5:49am] Ichiko: *RAPTURE WAT
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[5:49am] Ichiko: Dicks in ur fapture
[5:49am] Ichiko: *RAPTURE WAT