#garuna

[hetaren]

source: len______02

[kagamine-songs-daily]

Today's song is:

パラジクロロベンゼン/Paradichlorobenzene - Garuna/Owata-P ft. Kagamine Len!!

[cowboy-robooty]

vocaloid producer mascot (sona?) doodles

[xox-l0v3l1-l1y4-xox]

Okay y'all, I was being lazy before, but I had a scare where I had to back up my entire hard drive, including my Vocal Synth albums. TT But the good news is, now that the time-consuming part (uploading to MEGA) is done, I should be posting these much quicker! So, without further ado, this is the second one I'll share:

This is Bonus ＼(^o^)／ by Garuna (aka Owata P)! This album has a lot of the Owata P classics that I love: Paradichlorobenzene, Antichlorobenzene, Toluene, Rin-chan Now!, Gocha Gocha Urusee! (Stop Nagging Me!) and Kataomoi Samba (One-Sided Love Samba)! If you love them too, then here's a high-quality download for you! :3

23 files

All songs were extracted from the CD in FLAC format, so that they're the best possible quality without being too large! I tag songs like this: Japanese Name (Romaji name or English translation). The artist is the synthesizer (or synthesizers) credited for the vocals, while the album artist is the producer whose album it is. In the composer field, I put anyone who was involved in creating the song, regardless of who did what. If they mastered the song, they're there. If they manipulated the synthesizer's voice for the song, they're there. If they wrote the lyrics for the song, they're there. If the link doesn't work, shoot me a message to let me know. Otherwise, enjoy! ^^

[prithvirahul-blog]

Watching movie #kgf #rocky #garuna (at Opulent Mall) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsCSFKTFXAstpOAN1ejoUZl4OgtfCJ9KHoruG80/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=jrv7imot18il

[lunagojo]

☹ In Nagrand against Thrall?

Thrall had issued the mak’gora against Garrosh, and Luna had watched as the tall mag’har orc looked at her with bleak golden brown eyes, a grim nod of his head signifying that he agreed to the terms.

Internally Lunastrasza was horrified. How could Garrosh so easily put his life at risk? What would happen to her if he…lost? 

She didn’t voice these thoughts as she followed him to the Stones of Prophecy. The skies had become a dark, swirling gray, a bad omen to the dragoness. 

Garrosh knelt before her prior to the commencement of the fight to the death, facing her. 

“Don’t you go dying on me, Garrosh.” Luna muttered, cupping his tattooed jaw in her hand. Her heart felt heavy, having to say those words. 

The orc snorted, but he leaned into her touch, lifting one massive brown hand to wrap around her slender wrist in a surprisingly gentle manner. “I don’t plan on dying today, my Light.” was his reply, his gruff voice soft.

She kissed him gently, and he stood, stroking her moonlit hair one last time before hefting Gorehowl in his hand and walking off to where Thrall awaited him.

Traditional mak’gora rules stated that each participant had to have a witness. For Thrall, it was an adventurer. For Garrosh, it was her. She hung back slightly, dread building up in her chest, her hair whipping around her in the suddenly chilling wind. 

How could she let him do this, was her initial thought, as Thrall and Garrosh clashed and roared at each other, locked in combat. How could she just let him go and throw himself into such a battle? Thrall was fully armored. Garrosh was not.

The odds were not stacked in his favor, she realized all too late, as Gorehowl went flying out of Garrosh’s hand. A pang of panic went through her at the loss of his weapon, but soon enough he had Thrall disarmed as well.

For a few moments, the battle died down, as they exchanged words in the Orcish tongue. Luna’s eyes drifted and met Thrall’s for a brief moment, and in that moment she saw nothing but disappointment…

And surprisingly enough, regret.

But then that moment was over. Gone, forever, as Thrall’s eyes returned to Garrosh and became molten in color. Luna opened her mouth to shout out an objection, that magic was considered a weapon, and that only one weapon was allowed per participant.

Garrosh had nothing.

She felt the scales instinctively creep into her skin, her nails extend into claws, but she stopped herself. She couldn’t interfere. Not now…

No matter how badly she wanted to, there was nothing she could do but watch in pained horror as Thrall flung Garrosh into the air, and brought him back down to the grassy ground, smashing him into the dirt. Fingers of earthen rock rose from the ground, and locked the mag’har orc in a nearly crushing fist. 

“Garrosh!” Lunastrasza cried out, unable to believe what she was seeing. 

He looked at her for a second, an ashamed and apologetic look on his face. But he looked back at Thrall then, chin jutting out in utmost defiance, as a lightning bolt cracked from the swirling skies and ended his life.

Luna stood, silently, the wind dying into nothing more than a breathless whisper, golden eyes filled with tears. Yet Thrall looked over at her, shook his head, grasped Doomhammer, and walked away, the adventurer trailing him.

Slowly the dragonprincess approached Garrosh’s dead body, the naive part of her saying that Thrall showed mercy, perhaps, and that the orc was just stunned, nothing more.

But that was not true. 

Trembling, Lunastrasza sat next to the Crushing Fist that held the orc, staring at Gorehowl, which was still embedded in the ground. Her vision blurred, and she buried her face into her hands, sobbing loudly, her heart hurting. The Iron Horde had no place for her. Garrosh was dead. She had loved him, and he was dead.

Where would she go?

warchief-garrosh-hellscream

[lunagojo]

Garrosh stood between Luna and the dragonslayer, taking the sword through his stomach clenching his teeth from the agony, but his rage ebbed away the pain as he reached out and broke the knight's neck with his bare hands. As his rage subsided he fell to his knees and cupped his hand on Luna's cheek "Are you ok my Light?" he asks weakly

Luna’s eyes were wide, incredulous, as Garrosh took the blow that had been intended for her. “Garrosh!” She cried, her voice hoarse, when he killed the dragonslayer and turned back to her.Rushing to him, she threw the weapon away, pressing her small hands to the wound, trying her hardest not to panic. “I’m fine…I’m fine, Garrosh…why did you…why did you do such a thing?! Oh, Light…why…?!” Tears pricked her golden eyes as she stared at him imploringly.

[chifuukoe]

Información: Garuna (Owata-P)

Avatar de Owata-P en Twitter.

Os traemos la ficha de un compositor de canciones con el sistema Vocaloid: Garuna, también conocido como Owata-P, principalmente por sus canciones “Owata” y “Paradichlorobenzene“.

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