Music Vocaloid Novels & Stories

I smiled and Martha secretly fist pumped herself. “So here is the deal ladies, I can’t decide which one of you I want to contract, so I propose a challenge. With cost not being a problem, I want you to create the blueprints for your dream resort. I need the blueprints, floor plan of each floor, a 3D generated motel, and list of building materials.” Momoko said excitedly. “Sounds easy enough” Veronica said as she crossed her arms into her chest. Mrs. Yoshida looked at me for my response.

I pulled free first, “Sorry. But don’t think this counts for anything, I’m still mad at you.” “Fair enough,” he kissed my cheek, “But before we start, know that I won’t be able to answer everything.” I sat on my desk, “Then answer this, who was that voice?” “You’re Muse,” he said lightly. I stared at him blankly, “What do you mean?” “Everyone has some form of music in their souls,” he explained, “But a musician has a unique Muse inside of them, whether it be classical, rock, or a mixture of both.”

The hum of the machines slowly attuned him as she worked through her vocal chords, and within a few moments, they were ready for their first take. Oh, yeah. Gael particularly appreciated another part of Chanty--her vocals. She had a malleable voice, ready to fit any genre, and she was able to adapt and convey emotion regardless of what she was singing. For their particular song, there was a bit of melancholia and wistfulness, a mourning and sadness that was seemingly mixed with slight contentment. Chanty’s vocals were like honey, and there were only a few moments where he had to pause and ask her to consider a different shift or range.

- she said surprised. - I'm glad you liked our songs. Although at that time I didn't have such a sophisticated voice yet.- Aoi admitted with a little embarrassment. - Yes, that's true, you certainly sound better now, but that's normal, after all, V-Prince era is when you just started singing professionally. Besides, for pop music it was more than enough.- Miyuki replied calmly.- And you have a really amazing voice timbre. I like to listen to you sing and, as I said, the music is fine, the lyrics are beautiful, only the music videos are a bit too controversial for me.- she admitted.

“It’s old, but I found it yesterday. I think you’re gonna like it.” Silvia played it and gawked. Vector was just perfect. It was a guitar ballad, sang in English by Maaya Sakamoto, their favorite Japanese voice actress/singer since they were kids. Easy rhythm, her sweet voice, romantic lyrics. And while she replayed it, the images just popped up in her head. Absolutely. From that moment on, she started planning the clip itself. And she was surprised that, for once, her wild imagination stuck to scenes she could actually shoot.

[POV Fany] ----- The big tall man fixed his gaze on me. Oh my God, my attempts to flee were futile. What happens next? My legs trembled, and I couldn't say anything. "Ssh, don't be too loud." A man's voice was deep and hoarse, a voice I recognized. The index finger is held up to the mouth. Although he had a small bruise on the corner of his lip, his face was still adorable. He slowly drew me away to the back of the SUV. Anxious, he squeezed my arm, inspecting me from head to toe.