Dynamix Music Game Novels & Stories

Dina was in shock at the sight before her. Within the audio app were various tabs including, podcasts, music, audiobooks, soundscapes, ASMR recordings, and various others which on being clicked led one to a whole different area. The music tab had a search tab for finding music by artists or song names, another for searching fandoms and a forum specially made for music lovers. Other tabs followed pretty much the same format and finally was the special forum made for communication of the entire audio community. A shaky Dina looked over to Zero with sparkling eyes who nodded and without hesitation, she tapped and was thrown into a whole new world.

She was only four years old and the only survivor. Although I did not think it excused her behaviour, I was more sympathetic to her situation. She had obviously been through a tough time and something about it seemed familiar. I just had no idea what. We talked some more and found out we had a lot in common. Both had a love for music and dance. I had a good feeling that me and Rachel would be great friends. My happy thoughts were interrupted by a noise behind which made us both jump in fright. A horrible growling sound echoed around the forest. Rogues.

Maria was about to rebut her but our ride came and we got inside. When we reached the bar, music could be heard from the outside. It was so loud, we were able to get a table in the corner spot which is nice. From the moment we sat at the table Rachel immediately had gone missing. Maria and I just laughed. We were both quiet while drinking our drink when I felt someone staring at us. I looked up. There I saw Tobi, he was staring at me. I looked away, and immediately drank the drink I was holding. “Let’s dance,” I told Maria.

"We have to do something about this talking. I'm not one of those guys who likes silence, probably why Jaymeson thought this would be a good idea. Hell, I'm a heckler, I hate libraries, and if I have to sit and listen to myself swallow - or breathe for that matter - for five more minutes, I'm going to lose my shit. So type out what kind of music you want and at least grunt when you nod." I reached for my phone. Dani: Like this? I glanced up as she grunted out loud, making a noise that sounded a hell of a lot like some farmer after he inspected a cow and deemed it worthy to butcher. "You're a shit grunter. Tell me you can at least sigh? Or moan?" She flushed. "Ah, so which one is it? Or both?

I said, even though I didn’t have any money left. But I could sell the villa—it's mine. I heard a mocking laugh. And that was all. No one talked. The front screen lit again and a running red font appeared simultaneously with the sound from earlier: [Congratulations! You have been selected for the Survival Game. Make sure you entertain your audience to get extra hearts.] A chill ran down my spine. Adrenaline peaked to its climax and my body trembled. “Extra what?” I snapped. But it seemed nobody cared to answer.

The carriage beeped; it understood her command. The elevator registered her command, shut the door, and carried her up. She was alone, lifting to the top floor. 7:05 a.m. flashed in digital letters above the doors beside a moving arrow that told Dina the direction the machine took her. During her trip to the top, the elevator plays a light jingle. She tapped her foot to the rhythm. Clack, Clack, Clack. The machine moved up from the ground floor to floors—15, 16, 17, 18th.

“The couple used to be awesome, right? Now….” Dylan quickly fled his partner and came close to Gaby and they laughed. She looked at Clark again, it looked like he wasn’t going to play because his partner was forcing him, but he didn’t want to. “What kind of game?” Gaby asked. Dylan shrugged his shoulders. Matt, Rikki, Belle, and Sasha walked up to them. They are the groups in that game. Matt is at the forefront, and next is Gaby before Dylan, Belle, Riki, and Sasha.

Lloyd smiled calmly and intentionally twisted their words. When he looked at me, his eyes were filled with provocation. Despite being my girlfriend, Naomi said nothing and just kept watching short videos. I shook my head. “I lost, so I’ll accept the punishment.” Since Wendy did not answer the phone, I sent her a voice message. “Dating is more interesting than working. Do you want a boyfriend, Miss Clark?” I even attached a selfie. Everyone in the room fell into a strange state of silence. Naomi froze and shifted her eyes away from her phone to stare at me intensely.

She countered. " Really?" I chuckled "Well my best friend is a cheerleader." " Cheerleading isn't dancing." " Is there any difference? " I stood up and walked to the mirror. Besides, I think I have a few dance moves." I said. " You sure?" Mira asked. I smiled. " I am" I replied. " Okay then." " Hit it." She began playing the music, and I recognized it. It was Woman like me by little mix. Ariana loved this song like crazy. I began to use a few of her steps. Mira watched in awe.

He didn’t go deep enough to completely submerge his hair, but it was definitely progress. “Wow, buddy!” Dylan praised as Tyson came back up. “That was so great. You must have worked really hard on that.” Tyson beamed at him. “I did. Bonnie helped me.” “Well, since you can do that, I think I have a new game for us to play,” Dylan told him. He looked up at Bonnie, and she nodded. “What kind of game?” Tyson asked, excited. Dylan grinned. “It’s called, ‘Shark Attack.’” He snapped his teeth. “So, you better swim little fishies, because this shark is hungry!”