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How CNG Makes Others Make Music
Leo the Patriotic Lion here. Even though I always put my duties first as President, I still seem to have time left over to work on music and musical compositions and arrangements. Thus, my philosophy holds true: if you've got time to lead the country, you've got time for music. The only thing that's upsetting me is that there are a select number of talented humans that aren't able to stay humans; gold CNG is turning them all into animals, even though it's boosting their levels to the levels of the Forsythians, who are said to be "beyond professional."
Occasionally military march music becomes part of my Presidential duties, though; examples include when assassination attempts were made on me, and the soldiers who came to my rescue were transformed into animals, but it's a risk they were willing to take because they were willing to give their lives for me. We saw this when we had Army musicians turn into mules, Navy musicians turn into goats, Air Force musicians turn into falcons, Marine Corps musicians turn into bulldogs, and Coast Guard musicians turn into grizzly bears. I saluted them all both physically and musically, playing my own rope-tensioned snare drum in their honor. (I have several, but the one I played here is the one I play the most often, and it is decorated with patriotic elements such as the bald eagle.)
Music also comes into play when the soldiers want to hold a parade in my honor, but my habits of drawing large crowds (even without being the President) have a history of being safety hazards, and indeed, times where I have tried to celebrate my birthday in the capital have been interrupted by terrorist attacks, although they always fail. Any parades we've had since then are always done with no audience, but the viewing public is free to watch a live stream of them on the G-52 YouTube channel. In all cases, I always give the military salute when the soldiers march by, and more often than not, Tom proudly stands by me and salutes them as well.
Today, however, was just a day for me to take more notes regarding how gold CNG can affect a musician, because I had the canon characters of "Cripto's army" who march and play musical instruments as guests, as well as a few other G-52s that march, such as Corps Coon. This is because gold CNG had done this to all the G-52s and allies, and this also included Cripto and his rock band, Furry Fury, but they weren't present. What did it do, you ask? It gave them all the ability to summon musical instruments as needed, make them disappear, and they could also summon sounds when need be. It differed depending on the G-52 or ally, though; my French counterpart, Leonce the Romantic Lion, for example, could only summon piano tones. Contrast that with the superhero Clef Dog, who could summon any instrument of any kind. The first major superhero to have this kind of sound manipulation superpower was the Master Maestro, who represents the Netherlands.
My investigation, though, was how CNG determined what instruments based on what genres the affected animals could summon. "Do you have any ideas?" I asked them when they came to visit me, and note we did this investigation outside on the White House Lawn, since I couldn't really have musicians constantly playing indoors. It would distract everybody from their duty. "I'll start with you SWAT Kats since you have a history of playing for multiple occasions."
"We discovered that we can only do the instruments we play when it comes to sound manipulation," said Chance (T-Bone). "For instance, while I took up percussion instruments, I also play the trombone when the musical payroll assignment calls for a jazz number." He waved his hands, and we could audibly hear the sounds of timpani (representing his percussion assignements; he first rose to national attention as a timpanist for the Wildcat City Symphony and Wildcat City Philharmonic Association). Then we heard a trombone, representing his jazz assignements.
"Likewise for me," said Jake (Razor), who waved his hands to create the sounds of a bass drum and snare drum playing together, because he and Chance marched in many parades, and were even hired by COTS (Circus of the Superstars), while they were still around as an actual circus, to serve as "escort drummers;" in other words, they would march at the front of the parade, and their cadences were compared to a town crier yelling, "Hear ye, hear ye!" When that was done, the cat added, "But when the payroll commands me to play jazz, I play alto and tenor saxophone." He waved his hands again, and we heard a saxophone riff. (Note both Chance and Jake stood barefoot, and most if not all the animals present, including me and Tom, stood barefoot, but the SWAT Kats wore their COTS uniforms. Tom and I were wearing the usual business suits and ties we wore.)
Other characters then demonstrated for me what they were capable of doing. Tony the Tiger could only do modern battery percussion you'd hear in marching bands at football games today, hence why we like to call them "football drums." (We like to refer to the rope-tensioned percussion used only in ceremonial situations as "soldier's drums.") Why that? Though he was the mascot for Frosted Flakes, it was common to see him coaching sports, and by getting the kids to do sports, they weren't doing drugs or drinking alcohol.
Here are some other results: Prince Adam (the Beast in "Beauty and the Beast;" in our real world he was always a Beast for some reason), could only do symphony orchestra and concert band music. Daren the Lion could do jazz band music and concert band music, because he was primarily a saxophonist on the payroll system, but he took up percussion instruments because he felt beating a drum could instill a sense of duty into him, and he successfully used a bass drum in his campaigns with D.A.R.E. to get kids to live a drug-free life. (Note the scary effects of the water spirits assigned by the D-19 to watch over our world were also causing smoking and drinking to drop to absolute zero, because those who intentionally litter get a broken nose and broken teeth while being drenched from head to toe. That's a different story, though, but I mention it because the most common things that were littered resulting in this punishment were cigarettes and beer bottles.) The members of the Nintendo drum corps (Bowser, Bowser, Jr. King K. Rool, General Klump, and Krusha) could only do the percussion instruments they played.
All the ones I mentioned, however, could do a "BA-DUM, SHH!" effect a drummer would play after a joke, by pantomiming the action.
When summoning actual instruments, however, they could literally summon any instrument of any kind. "It boggles me why you SWAT Kats can't do electric or acoustic guitars when manipulating sound," I said, "because I thought you had a rock band at one point."
"We did," Jake replied, "but that was because the television show that potrayed us used rock music. That didn't last very long, though, due to Commander Feral's death. We also found it didn't really match our personalities that well. Well, it didn't match it, anyway; I've always prefered classical music anyways."
"And you, Chance?"
"I used to think of that as dull and boring, to be honest. I don't think it was ever established what music I liked the most. In the real world, however, seeing how Jake was a naturally gifted percussionist, I felt it was my duty to learn it myself. CNG just seems to have sped up the process; now I can play at the level of a professional just as he can."
"My hat's off to you for doing that."
"Thank you, Mr. President." The SWAT Kats and I exchanged salutes. Then the animals arranged themselves into a formation, summoned the instruments they were most comfortable playing (but we still had a healthy mix), and Tom and I saluted as Jake began a drum roll, indicating it was time to play the national anthem. (I never get tired of hearing that.) The other animals joined in.
I sent my reports to the Commander (Super C) about this, but I had to make an abrupt edit when I discovered something else: while gold CNG boosted their musical abilities, silver CNG was allowing them to do what Cripto once showed he could do (because he was asking a question about the demerit system imposed on him, and he had seen Zanta, the white kitten, do this). With a wave of the hands, the animal could swap wardrobes in the blink of an eye, and the wardrobe they were wearing was now in storage, 100% clean, and ready for use again.
"Sure cuts down on the laundry," Daren commented. "But we all do still have that automatic clothes changer device that your friend, T2, invented. We usually use that. But now, with the CNG coming into play, we can do it on the fly." He waved his hands to demonstrate this, and in a heartbeat, he went from the drum major uniform he was wearing (though with no pants) back to his trademark D.A.R.E. t-shirt (but with no pants). Robin Hood (the fox) also demonstrated this, and though he was still standing barefoot, he had otherwise changed from the drum major uniform he was wearing to his trademark green clothes he wore as an outlaw robbing the rich to feed the poor.
"I don't think that's a good idea to do in public," I said, "because it might attract unwanted attention. However, the more we know, the easier it is for the C.I.D.F. to use those CNG reasoners to determine why CNG is doing this. It can do what it wants, but sometimes, it doesn't have an explanation for anything."
"Got it."
Upon receiving the reports, Super C forwarded them to the C.I.D.F. as well as the G-52 Council, since he wanted some advice on how to properly do fines and demerits so that he doesn't just blurt out numbers off the top of his head. (His biggest fine was $75,000, given to Titus Pawson of the Dissidents for short squeezing all those hedge fund managers into bankruptcy, and one of them even took his own life. It's so sad! Otherwise, the biggest fine he ever issued was $10,000, given to my Canadian counterpart, Levi Peterson, for suspending Parliament over them getting laughs over those blackface photos of Justin Trudeau. Levi still hasn't lived that down, but he says he hates seeing adults act like spoiled brats, and if they were going to behave like kids, they weren't worthy of the jobs. That's why he did it.) He also made notes for himself so that he could give proper advice to the ones who needed it when they needed it. Do note he needs a lot of prayer for himself because he has had too many embarrassing moments himself, most of which involved just blurting out numbers. (He thinks he should have imposed a bigger fine on Captain Cosmo than he did, but the fine he gave to Lauturo, our dragon friend from Mexico, was originally too big. Thus, Lauturo is the first one to successfully make an appeal for a smaller fine. But don't worry, folks; the Cat of Steel is not giving up on this world. In spite of his flaws, people still look to him as an ideal role model because he does have positive qualities about him, and he fights for truth, justice, and the American way, just like Superman.)
That evening, given the time we had for music, I sat down at a grand piano inside the music room of the White House and sight-read some piano sheet music, which happened to be an arrangement of "Aquatic Ambience" from "Donkey Kong Country." This is because while I had always been showing I changed my attitude towards video game music, only now was it drawing public interest because of the fact I am the President, and I've done several Presidential concerts involving at least one video game song. And "Aquatic Ambience" is my favorite song from that game.
After using the clothes changing trick so that the animals were now wearing suits and ties, Chance summoned his trombone while Jake brought in his alto saxophone, and Tony the Tiger brought in a drum set to play, while Prince Adam took an acoustic bass. (The payroll wanted to see him play jazz music, and he chose acoustic bass. He didn't have problems learning it, but he felt it was easy to get blisters on his left hand because it was doing all the fretting on top, while his right hand was actually playing the notes.) They sight-read for a bit, and then all five of us filmed ourselves playing a small jazz combo rendition of "Aquatic Ambience." Within minutes of being uploaded to the G-52 YouTube channel, it went viral (probably because it had me involved in it, but I cannot let things like that go to my head; it's just the truth), racking up literally 2 billion views. YouTube's workers had to fix the site so that it wouldn't glitch, but they said the numbers were accurate. 2 billion plus views, with over 400,000 likes, and not a single dislike.
The next day, I returned to duty, but I allowed the animals who wanted to practice their music use the music room in the White House if they wanted to, and there were a few that did.
THE END
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How CNG Makes Others Make Music
Leo the Patriotic Lion here. Even though I always put my duties first as President, I still seem to have time left over to work on music and musical compositions and arrangements. Thus, my philosophy holds true: if you've got time to lead the country, you've got time for music. The only thing that's upsetting me is that there are a select number of talented humans that aren't able to stay humans; gold CNG is turning them all into animals, even though it's boosting their levels to the levels of the Forsythians, who are said to be "beyond professional."
Occasionally military march music becomes part of my Presidential duties, though; examples include when assassination attempts were made on me, and the soldiers who came to my rescue were transformed into animals, but it's a risk they were willing to take because they were willing to give their lives for me. We saw this when we had Army musicians turn into mules, Navy musicians turn into goats, Air Force musicians turn into falcons, Marine Corps musicians turn into bulldogs, and Coast Guard musicians turn into grizzly bears. I saluted them all both physically and musically, playing my own rope-tensioned snare drum in their honor. (I have several, but the one I played here is the one I play the most often, and it is decorated with patriotic elements such as the bald eagle.)
Music also comes into play when the soldiers want to hold a parade in my honor, but my habits of drawing large crowds (even without being the President) have a history of being safety hazards, and indeed, times where I have tried to celebrate my birthday in the capital have been interrupted by terrorist attacks, although they always fail. Any parades we've had since then are always done with no audience, but the viewing public is free to watch a live stream of them on the G-52 YouTube channel. In all cases, I always give the military salute when the soldiers march by, and more often than not, Tom proudly stands by me and salutes them as well.
Today, however, was just a day for me to take more notes regarding how gold CNG can affect a musician, because I had the canon characters of "Cripto's army" who march and play musical instruments as guests, as well as a few other G-52s that march, such as Corps Coon. This is because gold CNG had done this to all the G-52s and allies, and this also included Cripto and his rock band, Furry Fury, but they weren't present. What did it do, you ask? It gave them all the ability to summon musical instruments as needed, make them disappear, and they could also summon sounds when need be. It differed depending on the G-52 or ally, though; my French counterpart, Leonce the Romantic Lion, for example, could only summon piano tones. Contrast that with the superhero Clef Dog, who could summon any instrument of any kind. The first major superhero to have this kind of sound manipulation superpower was the Master Maestro, who represents the Netherlands.
My investigation, though, was how CNG determined what instruments based on what genres the affected animals could summon. "Do you have any ideas?" I asked them when they came to visit me, and note we did this investigation outside on the White House Lawn, since I couldn't really have musicians constantly playing indoors. It would distract everybody from their duty. "I'll start with you SWAT Kats since you have a history of playing for multiple occasions."
"We discovered that we can only do the instruments we play when it comes to sound manipulation," said Chance (T-Bone). "For instance, while I took up percussion instruments, I also play the trombone when the musical payroll assignment calls for a jazz number." He waved his hands, and we could audibly hear the sounds of timpani (representing his percussion assignements; he first rose to national attention as a timpanist for the Wildcat City Symphony and Wildcat City Philharmonic Association). Then we heard a trombone, representing his jazz assignements.
"Likewise for me," said Jake (Razor), who waved his hands to create the sounds of a bass drum and snare drum playing together, because he and Chance marched in many parades, and were even hired by COTS (Circus of the Superstars), while they were still around as an actual circus, to serve as "escort drummers;" in other words, they would march at the front of the parade, and their cadences were compared to a town crier yelling, "Hear ye, hear ye!" When that was done, the cat added, "But when the payroll commands me to play jazz, I play alto and tenor saxophone." He waved his hands again, and we heard a saxophone riff. (Note both Chance and Jake stood barefoot, and most if not all the animals present, including me and Tom, stood barefoot, but the SWAT Kats wore their COTS uniforms. Tom and I were wearing the usual business suits and ties we wore.)
Other characters then demonstrated for me what they were capable of doing. Tony the Tiger could only do modern battery percussion you'd hear in marching bands at football games today, hence why we like to call them "football drums." (We like to refer to the rope-tensioned percussion used only in ceremonial situations as "soldier's drums.") Why that? Though he was the mascot for Frosted Flakes, it was common to see him coaching sports, and by getting the kids to do sports, they weren't doing drugs or drinking alcohol.
Here are some other results: Prince Adam (the Beast in "Beauty and the Beast;" in our real world he was always a Beast for some reason), could only do symphony orchestra and concert band music. Daren the Lion could do jazz band music and concert band music, because he was primarily a saxophonist on the payroll system, but he took up percussion instruments because he felt beating a drum could instill a sense of duty into him, and he successfully used a bass drum in his campaigns with D.A.R.E. to get kids to live a drug-free life. (Note the scary effects of the water spirits assigned by the D-19 to watch over our world were also causing smoking and drinking to drop to absolute zero, because those who intentionally litter get a broken nose and broken teeth while being drenched from head to toe. That's a different story, though, but I mention it because the most common things that were littered resulting in this punishment were cigarettes and beer bottles.) The members of the Nintendo drum corps (Bowser, Bowser, Jr. King K. Rool, General Klump, and Krusha) could only do the percussion instruments they played.
All the ones I mentioned, however, could do a "BA-DUM, SHH!" effect a drummer would play after a joke, by pantomiming the action.
When summoning actual instruments, however, they could literally summon any instrument of any kind. "It boggles me why you SWAT Kats can't do electric or acoustic guitars when manipulating sound," I said, "because I thought you had a rock band at one point."
"We did," Jake replied, "but that was because the television show that potrayed us used rock music. That didn't last very long, though, due to Commander Feral's death. We also found it didn't really match our personalities that well. Well, it didn't match it, anyway; I've always prefered classical music anyways."
"And you, Chance?"
"I used to think of that as dull and boring, to be honest. I don't think it was ever established what music I liked the most. In the real world, however, seeing how Jake was a naturally gifted percussionist, I felt it was my duty to learn it myself. CNG just seems to have sped up the process; now I can play at the level of a professional just as he can."
"My hat's off to you for doing that."
"Thank you, Mr. President." The SWAT Kats and I exchanged salutes. Then the animals arranged themselves into a formation, summoned the instruments they were most comfortable playing (but we still had a healthy mix), and Tom and I saluted as Jake began a drum roll, indicating it was time to play the national anthem. (I never get tired of hearing that.) The other animals joined in.
I sent my reports to the Commander (Super C) about this, but I had to make an abrupt edit when I discovered something else: while gold CNG boosted their musical abilities, silver CNG was allowing them to do what Cripto once showed he could do (because he was asking a question about the demerit system imposed on him, and he had seen Zanta, the white kitten, do this). With a wave of the hands, the animal could swap wardrobes in the blink of an eye, and the wardrobe they were wearing was now in storage, 100% clean, and ready for use again.
"Sure cuts down on the laundry," Daren commented. "But we all do still have that automatic clothes changer device that your friend, T2, invented. We usually use that. But now, with the CNG coming into play, we can do it on the fly." He waved his hands to demonstrate this, and in a heartbeat, he went from the drum major uniform he was wearing (though with no pants) back to his trademark D.A.R.E. t-shirt (but with no pants). Robin Hood (the fox) also demonstrated this, and though he was still standing barefoot, he had otherwise changed from the drum major uniform he was wearing to his trademark green clothes he wore as an outlaw robbing the rich to feed the poor.
"I don't think that's a good idea to do in public," I said, "because it might attract unwanted attention. However, the more we know, the easier it is for the C.I.D.F. to use those CNG reasoners to determine why CNG is doing this. It can do what it wants, but sometimes, it doesn't have an explanation for anything."
"Got it."
Upon receiving the reports, Super C forwarded them to the C.I.D.F. as well as the G-52 Council, since he wanted some advice on how to properly do fines and demerits so that he doesn't just blurt out numbers off the top of his head. (His biggest fine was $75,000, given to Titus Pawson of the Dissidents for short squeezing all those hedge fund managers into bankruptcy, and one of them even took his own life. It's so sad! Otherwise, the biggest fine he ever issued was $10,000, given to my Canadian counterpart, Levi Peterson, for suspending Parliament over them getting laughs over those blackface photos of Justin Trudeau. Levi still hasn't lived that down, but he says he hates seeing adults act like spoiled brats, and if they were going to behave like kids, they weren't worthy of the jobs. That's why he did it.) He also made notes for himself so that he could give proper advice to the ones who needed it when they needed it. Do note he needs a lot of prayer for himself because he has had too many embarrassing moments himself, most of which involved just blurting out numbers. (He thinks he should have imposed a bigger fine on Captain Cosmo than he did, but the fine he gave to Lauturo, our dragon friend from Mexico, was originally too big. Thus, Lauturo is the first one to successfully make an appeal for a smaller fine. But don't worry, folks; the Cat of Steel is not giving up on this world. In spite of his flaws, people still look to him as an ideal role model because he does have positive qualities about him, and he fights for truth, justice, and the American way, just like Superman.)
That evening, given the time we had for music, I sat down at a grand piano inside the music room of the White House and sight-read some piano sheet music, which happened to be an arrangement of "Aquatic Ambience" from "Donkey Kong Country." This is because while I had always been showing I changed my attitude towards video game music, only now was it drawing public interest because of the fact I am the President, and I've done several Presidential concerts involving at least one video game song. And "Aquatic Ambience" is my favorite song from that game.
After using the clothes changing trick so that the animals were now wearing suits and ties, Chance summoned his trombone while Jake brought in his alto saxophone, and Tony the Tiger brought in a drum set to play, while Prince Adam took an acoustic bass. (The payroll wanted to see him play jazz music, and he chose acoustic bass. He didn't have problems learning it, but he felt it was easy to get blisters on his left hand because it was doing all the fretting on top, while his right hand was actually playing the notes.) They sight-read for a bit, and then all five of us filmed ourselves playing a small jazz combo rendition of "Aquatic Ambience." Within minutes of being uploaded to the G-52 YouTube channel, it went viral (probably because it had me involved in it, but I cannot let things like that go to my head; it's just the truth), racking up literally 2 billion views. YouTube's workers had to fix the site so that it wouldn't glitch, but they said the numbers were accurate. 2 billion plus views, with over 400,000 likes, and not a single dislike.
The next day, I returned to duty, but I allowed the animals who wanted to practice their music use the music room in the White House if they wanted to, and there were a few that did.
THE END
At the White House, Leo the Patriotic Lion does an investigation on how CNG has affected all the G-52s and allies who are musicians.
Leo, G-52s, C.I.D.F., etc. © me and me alone
Dissidents © Chuong
All canon characters belong to all who own the rights; I own nothing of that sort.
I also own none of the music; it belongs to all its composers and all its companies.
Aquatic Ambience jazz covers: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrKkVepfrIw (insaneintherainmusic)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5znrVdAtEDI (8-Bit Big Band)
Leo, G-52s, C.I.D.F., etc. © me and me alone
Dissidents © Chuong
All canon characters belong to all who own the rights; I own nothing of that sort.
I also own none of the music; it belongs to all its composers and all its companies.
Aquatic Ambience jazz covers: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrKkVepfrIw (insaneintherainmusic)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5znrVdAtEDI (8-Bit Big Band)
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Chuong: That White House really has everything doesn't it? It even has a private lawn big enough for marching bands! And is it me or do a lot of my American friends like big closets?
Zax: Just you I guess. Then again, everything is always bigger in America. And if your friends are from Texas, well, everything is bigger in Texas. Las Vegas, by American standards, is still considered a big place, even though it is no longer the gambling capital of the world; just the gambling capital of America.
Juno: Most of your American friends come from Texas so of course they'll like anything big! Big backyards means lots of space for dogs too not just marching bands! With this CNG crisis going on, more Americans with dogs walk them in their yards than to walk outside in public with them, though that's kinda sad that things got this way.
Zax: Just you I guess. Then again, everything is always bigger in America. And if your friends are from Texas, well, everything is bigger in Texas. Las Vegas, by American standards, is still considered a big place, even though it is no longer the gambling capital of the world; just the gambling capital of America.
Juno: Most of your American friends come from Texas so of course they'll like anything big! Big backyards means lots of space for dogs too not just marching bands! With this CNG crisis going on, more Americans with dogs walk them in their yards than to walk outside in public with them, though that's kinda sad that things got this way.
Doughty Dog: It's very sad, but it's the world we live in nowadays.
Leo: The worst part is that CNG is now capable of creating itself without any prompting. It really wants to see humanity come to a bitter end.
Leo: The worst part is that CNG is now capable of creating itself without any prompting. It really wants to see humanity come to a bitter end.
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