Aye, my first actual intense track. I wonder what genre this is? The closes I could think of was DnB...

Legit, when I was creating this, I had no idea it would turn out like this. I was thinking just flat out intense drumming or try some jazz on top of intense drumming... but I'm still happy with how this turned out.

Aaaaaaanyways, I introduce you to Miss Weracidog (Were-acid-dog). I don't know how to describe her so I'll just say "we're truely in the world of imagination now" and shrug off any questions. Why am I introducing her? Well this is the other style I've adopted. I'm legit having a ton of fun making these types of tracks, so much so that I even made a Miss Weracidog drum template (If anyone wants it just comment below and I'll like put a link here).

Okay that's enough talk, I gotta go procrastinate.

Don't forget to check under your bed, because Miss Weracidog will catcha later!



Welp, there went Balloof's rent money. He was having too much fun in the Carry-van that he hadn't realized the day had passed and the moon was already out. There was no birthday parties to cover for the money he lost, and the only party that went on at this hour was nightclubs... which he of course hated. 'I mean who likes a claustrophobic room full of sweaty people?' He thought.

On his way back to his humble home, he stopped by an abandoned site to take his frustration out. First thing he spotted was a barrel, alone in the middle of a decaying site. Of course, he knocked it over. It was strangely heavy but with some effort the big thing toppled over and... uhhh...

The liquid that came from the barrel began bubbling, before those bubbles joined together to slowly form a being. It slowly pulled itself out of the acidic puddle and stared down at Balloof.

He bolted out of the site, running back to his home, as he thought 'What the heck is this sorcery?'

He looked back and saw the thing trying to chase... it's a good thing she doesn't know how to use legs yet, thus allowing him to put some distance between them.

p.s. That one synth lead was so damn hard to get under control. Like it wouldn't stop hurting my ears with its sharpness (I managed to tune it down eventually)

p.p.s. Expect to see some more Miss Weracidog action down the road!