Bloodlines was a good warm-up, but it barely even let him show off his talent -- and though he wouldn't admit it to anyone, it really needed the rhythm lines for his lead to sound right. In their more recent songs he'd purposely given Toki more interesting rhythm lines to work with, so while they weren't the full solos that Toki wanted, they still gave him the opportunity to show off a bit too, without allowing him free reign to get all sloppy. Skwisgaar was, in his own way, trying to help Toki improve his playing. This time without dumping buckets of blood on him.
Skwisgaar switched to one of his solos (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1uDpVeG8Cw) instead. He would almost miss his claws once he went back to his usual form, since they were even easier than using a pick when it came to playing the guitar. But they did get in the way when having sex, so they'd definitely have to go eventually. Batiatus' remark about his speed had the desired effect, the fins along his arms and ears rising again, this time because he was obviously pleased with the compliment. Even a dude from ancient Rome who had never seen a guitar before was impressed with his speed, which seemed to be something he should be proud of.
"I sees yous got good taste," he replied. "Death metal ams de best musics in de worlds now, and I'ms de fastest guitarist alive, Skwisgaar Skwigelf. Dethklok ams ones of de biggest econsomies ins de world because we makes too much money." He spoke of his title the way an Emperor might have introduced himself and listed his accomplishments; he had imperiousness down to an art. "Then we haves to figures out ways to keep it, pffft. But that's whats our robots butler guy ams for. He's also de Professor of Dark Arts here." Defense Against the Dark Arts was too much of a mouthful, and the shortened title sounded more brutal anyway.
"Gladiators, eh? That's pretty brutals. I'ms plannings a knytkalas withs de other prefect of mine House -- likes a big foods party everyone's invited to -- and maybes if yous can trains some jackoffs here to kills each other for fun, that could be de entertainment," he suggested. It was the sort of thing that was bound to happen anyway if Dethklok played at the potluck, but this way Batiatus could do all the boring dirty work for them, and no one could really complain about the mayhem if it was planned. Skwisgaar would just have to put the right spin on it so his much more reticent co-prefect would like the idea. "De knytkalas should probablys happen withins a few months," he added, "so yous have lots of time if you wants to help. You will gets out of here once de Hat guy decides where yous goes, should happens soon. Ares you interested? Food and booze and bloods all over, woulds be a great party." And since Vlad will be providing the booze anyway, perhaps he'd also like to fund an exhibition match for the entertainment?
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Skwisgaar switched to one of his solos (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1uDpVeG8Cw) instead. He would almost miss his claws once he went back to his usual form, since they were even easier than using a pick when it came to playing the guitar. But they did get in the way when having sex, so they'd definitely have to go eventually. Batiatus' remark about his speed had the desired effect, the fins along his arms and ears rising again, this time because he was obviously pleased with the compliment. Even a dude from ancient Rome who had never seen a guitar before was impressed with his speed, which seemed to be something he should be proud of.
"I sees yous got good taste," he replied. "Death metal ams de best musics in de worlds now, and I'ms de fastest guitarist alive, Skwisgaar Skwigelf. Dethklok ams ones of de biggest econsomies ins de world because we makes too much money." He spoke of his title the way an Emperor might have introduced himself and listed his accomplishments; he had imperiousness down to an art. "Then we haves to figures out ways to keep it, pffft. But that's whats our robots butler guy ams for. He's also de Professor of Dark Arts here." Defense Against the Dark Arts was too much of a mouthful, and the shortened title sounded more brutal anyway.
"Gladiators, eh? That's pretty brutals. I'ms plannings a knytkalas withs de other prefect of mine House -- likes a big foods party everyone's invited to -- and maybes if yous can trains some jackoffs here to kills each other for fun, that could be de entertainment," he suggested. It was the sort of thing that was bound to happen anyway if Dethklok played at the potluck, but this way Batiatus could do all the boring dirty work for them, and no one could really complain about the mayhem if it was planned. Skwisgaar would just have to put the right spin on it so his much more reticent co-prefect would like the idea. "De knytkalas should probablys happen withins a few months," he added, "so yous have lots of time if you wants to help. You will gets out of here once de Hat guy decides where yous goes, should happens soon. Ares you interested? Food and booze and bloods all over, woulds be a great party."
And since Vlad will be providing the booze anyway, perhaps he'd also like to fund an exhibition match for the entertainment?