Beluga sevruga, come winds of the Caspian Sea. Larengix glaucitis, et max laryngitis, la voce to me. Now, sing!
Beluga sevruga, come winds of the Caspian Sea. Larengix glaucitis, et max laryngitis, la voce to me. Now, sing!
What project should I carry out for the LeakyCon talent competition?
Songs that I’m currently working on:
- Sherlock/Book of Mormon “Hello!”
- Sherlock/Wicked “No One Mourns the Wicked!”
- Doctor Who/Maroon 5 “Misery”
- Portal/The Little Mermaid “Poor Unfortunate Souls” (Done, actually.)
- Cabin Pressure/Hairspray “Good Morning Baltimore!”
EDIT: New ideas!
What project should I carry out for the LeakyCon talent competition?
Songs that I’m currently working on:
Hello! I cannot sing, nor do I have the adequate tools needed to even record a song, so here are the lyrics to a song that’s been bouncing around in my brain for quite some time.
Pretend that this is what happened before Portal started…
I admit that in the past I’ve been quite nasty
They weren’t kidding when they called me, well, a glitch
But you’ll find that everyday
I’m mending all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
To this
And I, fortunately, know a little science
It’s a talent that I always have possessed
And dear Chell, please don’t laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the orphaned, broke, and distressed (Pathetic!)
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing for some parents
This one wants to get the cake
And do I test them?
Yes, indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my chamber
Crying, “Tests, GLaDOS, please!”
And I test them!
Yes I do
Now, it’s happened once or twice
Someone couldn’t get the prize
And I’m afraid I had to neurotoxin them
Yes, I’ve had a few complaints
But on the whole, I’ve been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
G: Have we got a deal?
C: If I become a test subject, I’ll never be with my family or friends again.
G: But you’ll get your cake. Life’s full of tough choices, isn’t it? Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven’t discussed the subject of payment.
C: But I don’t have any-
G: I’m not asking much, just a token, really, a trifle!
What I want from you is… your voice.
C: But without my voice, how can I-
G: You’ll have your gun, your ugly face. And don’t underestimate the importance of body language, ha!
The scientists out there don’t like a lot of blabber
They think a subject who gossips is a bore!
Yes, in science it’s much preferred for people not to say a word
And after all, dear, what is idle babble for?
Come on, they’re not at all impressed with conversation.
True scientists avoid it when they can.
But they take note and test and fawn
On a subject who’s withdrawn
It’s they who hold their tongue that get some cake
Come on, you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I’m a very busy robot, and I haven’t got all day
It won’t cost much
Just your voice!
You poor unfortunate soul
It’s sad, but true
If you want to use portals, my sweet
You’ve got to pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the deal
Wheatley, Rick, now I’ve got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul
Scienziati!
Scienziati!
Si prende
dal cervello di Caroline
Lavoratori
Trasferimento
La sua voce
Laringite la voce per me
G: Now, sing.
C: *silence*
G: Um. You can start now.
C: *silence*
G: The process has apparently started early. You brain-damaged mute. Perhaps a sleep in a stasis bed will help you recover…
I hope you like it! (Feel free to record your own version. Credit me, please!)
Oh, and if you understand what the Italian near the end means, you win points.
Currently writing the Portal/Portal 2 version of “Poor Unfortunate Souls” from The Little Mermaid from the P.O.V. of GLaDOS to Chell.
Fuck yeah.
Should I post it on here when I’m done?
I feel like I should write the Portal version of “Poor Unfortunate Souls” and make a video of it.
But I’m too lazy, so I’ll just perfect the lyrics for now. Should I post them here?