This feels like real life…not just some fantasy,
Locked in wasteland-ride, done with some Whimsey-cality.
Look at those skies, try this on for size and see.
I’m just an A-hole who has no empathy.
But now I’m kinda pissed, kinda low, let it out, let it show.
Any way the game goes makes it really matter to me, to me.
Lovelace, the games I ran,
Interfaced with the software,
And I won them fair and square,
Mama, that was lots of fun.
But now that’s gone, I’m feelin’ real today.
Lovelace, ooh, I don’t need to have you pry,
Although we’re in this VR world bizarro.
Follow-on, follow-on, but to me it really matters.
Too much, I’m not so dumb,
The VR’s now online, having trouble with the rhyme.
Good luck, everybody, I’ve got to know,
Gotta take it to the max and find the truth.
Lovelace, oh, I know that is why,
Though some people wish I’d never been born at all.
I am a little avatar-show of a man.
Baron M, Baron M, do you play the Bat-Lego?
Wonderful and fright’ning, kinda kinda height’ning me.
[Doctor Ao] Doctor Ao, [Doctor Ao] Doctor Ao, Doctor Ao video fortissimo.
[I’m just a bad boy, nobody loves me.]
He’s just a bad boy, doesn’t have family,
Changed from a life into monstrosity.
Kinda peeved, kinda low, I will let it show.
Bismillah! No, we will not let it show!
[Let it show] Bismillah! We will not let it show!
[Let it show] Bismillah! We will not let it show!
[Let it show] Will not let it show,
[Let it show] Will not let it show,
[Let it show] Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let it show!
This VR dub medieval made no change—I’m me, I’m me, I’m me!
So you think you can throw me and make me a lie?
So you think you can do me and leave me to cry?
Oh, Aimee, what are you to me, Aimee!
Must figure out, must figure out if you’re here!
Yes it really matters, all of you must see,
Yes it really matters,
Yes it really matters to me,
And the way the game goes…
Frank Jacobs, who versified the lion’s share of parodies for mad Magazine would be high on my list. One of my junior high heroes (back when it was called junior high).
Let’s not forget Spike Jones, who was putting parodic lyrics (and hilarious commentary) to established music *decades* before most of us were even born! Also, Stan Freberg definitely deserves mention as one of the absolute geniuses of this particular genre!
I know two guys with the first name of Baron, neither of them likes being addressed as “your grace” or “M’Lord” or whatever folks with no understanding of how royalty works come up with. Though the one Baron likes when his kids call him “Sire.”
Well, that’s Chekov’s gun loaded, cocked, and set on the mantle. At some point, Nick is going to realize he has (virtual) reality warping powers in this game, which will help them overcome whoever is going to be the villain this arc.
Hey, mashing the attack button with hooves is hard yo. So are thumbsticks, assuming they’re using controllers.
Also, does Whimsy own Marvel or it’s equivalent in this verse? And if so, are we going to see Iron Nick or Sidhelace at some point?
So that’s how Nick wins as Hanzo…
Baron M’s personality seems to be reasserting itself.
This feels like real life…not just some fantasy,
Locked in wasteland-ride, done with some Whimsey-cality.
Look at those skies, try this on for size and see.
I’m just an A-hole who has no empathy.
But now I’m kinda pissed, kinda low, let it out, let it show.
Any way the game goes makes it really matter to me, to me.
Lovelace, the games I ran,
Interfaced with the software,
And I won them fair and square,
Mama, that was lots of fun.
But now that’s gone, I’m feelin’ real today.
Lovelace, ooh, I don’t need to have you pry,
Although we’re in this VR world bizarro.
Follow-on, follow-on, but to me it really matters.
Too much, I’m not so dumb,
The VR’s now online, having trouble with the rhyme.
Good luck, everybody, I’ve got to know,
Gotta take it to the max and find the truth.
Lovelace, oh, I know that is why,
Though some people wish I’d never been born at all.
I am a little avatar-show of a man.
Baron M, Baron M, do you play the Bat-Lego?
Wonderful and fright’ning, kinda kinda height’ning me.
[Doctor Ao] Doctor Ao, [Doctor Ao] Doctor Ao, Doctor Ao video fortissimo.
[I’m just a bad boy, nobody loves me.]
He’s just a bad boy, doesn’t have family,
Changed from a life into monstrosity.
Kinda peeved, kinda low, I will let it show.
Bismillah! No, we will not let it show!
[Let it show] Bismillah! We will not let it show!
[Let it show] Bismillah! We will not let it show!
[Let it show] Will not let it show,
[Let it show] Will not let it show,
[Let it show] Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh, mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let it show!
This VR dub medieval made no change—I’m me, I’m me, I’m me!
So you think you can throw me and make me a lie?
So you think you can do me and leave me to cry?
Oh, Aimee, what are you to me, Aimee!
Must figure out, must figure out if you’re here!
Yes it really matters, all of you must see,
Yes it really matters,
Yes it really matters to me,
And the way the game goes…
—from, yeah, “Bohemian Rhapsody,” Queen.
I’m picturing different Skin Horse characters singing this, shot like the Muppets’ Bohemian Rhapsody parody. It is good.
Struck by the muse!
(Just who is the muse of filks?)
Dunno, but some say the patron saint for folk music is St. Francis of Assisi.
The patron saint of Filk is either Woody Guthrie or Tom Lehrer, depending on what one is trying to parody.
Not William Gilbert?
Frank Jacobs, who versified the lion’s share of parodies for mad Magazine would be high on my list. One of my junior high heroes (back when it was called junior high).
Let’s not forget Spike Jones, who was putting parodic lyrics (and hilarious commentary) to established music *decades* before most of us were even born! Also, Stan Freberg definitely deserves mention as one of the absolute geniuses of this particular genre!
I’ll just add to the applause.
Bravo! I applaud both your ambition and your product, Robert Nowall!
Wait, is Baron his title or his first name? If the former, I’m afraid Nick may be violating the rules of courtesy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baron#Style_of_address
Nick? Discourteous? Say it’s not so!
I know two guys with the first name of Baron, neither of them likes being addressed as “your grace” or “M’Lord” or whatever folks with no understanding of how royalty works come up with. Though the one Baron likes when his kids call him “Sire.”
Nick’s calling Baron Mistycorn the same thing Whimsy does, so I’m pretty sure he’s used to it.
By the way, Baron M’s horn has a pretty serious glow to it.
My current questions include: How can you let someone win at Lego Batman? It’s a team game
And how can you suck so bad at a Lego game that a cyborg has to take control?
Baron M is *impressively* bad at games.
He’s a lot better at yelling at games than he is at playing them.
ETA: I am legit that bad at Lego Batman.
Well, that’s Chekov’s gun loaded, cocked, and set on the mantle. At some point, Nick is going to realize he has (virtual) reality warping powers in this game, which will help them overcome whoever is going to be the villain this arc.
Uh, the whole point is that he doesn’t have those like he normally does when playing a game.