| Title |
On you stupid machine |
| Board | On You Stupid Machine Soundboard |
| Format | MP3 |
| Length | 6 seconds |
| Plays | 0 plays |
| Auto Transcribed | No |
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Description: The phrase "On you stupid machine" echoed through the air, the words sharp and biting as they cut through the silence. The sound of frustration and anger could be heard in the speaker's voice, each syllable dripping with contempt. The harsh tone reverberated off the walls, filling the room with a sense of tension and animosity.
As the words lingered in the air, a metallic clatter echoed in response. The sound of buttons being pressed harshly, the mechanical whir of gears turning, and the incessant beeping of a machine in protest. The cacophony of sounds created a discordant symphony, each note a reminder of the struggle between man and machine.
In the midst of the chaos, a soft click could be heard. The sound of a screen flickering to life, the gentle hum of electricity as it surged through the circuits. The subtle noise seemed out of place amidst the harshness of the other sounds, like a whisper in a room full of shouting. It served as a brief respite, a moment of calm before the storm of frustration once again took center stage.
But as quickly as the calm had come, it was shattered by a resounding crash. The sound of something being slammed against a hard surface, the reverberations echoing through the room with a finality that left no room for doubt. The impact was deafening, a sharp punctuation mark in the ongoing battle between man and machine.
In the aftermath of the crash, a low hum filled the room. The sound of circuits overloading, of wires fraying and connections breaking. The dull buzz grew in intensity, like a relentless force pushing against the confines of its boundaries. It was a sound of defiance, a reminder that even in defeat, the machine would not go quietly into the night.
As the hum grew louder, it was joined by a piercing screech. The sound of metal grinding against metal, the wail of a machine pushed beyond its limits. The noise was almost unbearable, a high-pitched cry that pierced through the air like a knife. It was a sound of agony, of a machine pushed to the brink and screaming out in protest.
And yet, amidst the chaos and destruction, a soft melody began to play. The sound of a gentle piano tune, a soothing balm to the ears after the cacophony of noise that had preceded it. The notes danced through the air, weaving a delicate tapestry of sound that wrapped around the room like a warm embrace. It was a stark contrast to the harshness of the other sounds, a reminder that beauty could still be found in the midst of chaos.
As the melody faded into silence, a soft click could be heard once more. The sound of a button being pressed, of a machine powering down and receding into a state of dormancy. The room fell quiet once more, the echoes of the previous sounds fading into a hushed memory. The phrase "On you stupid machine" hung in the air, a lingering reminder of the struggle that had taken place.
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As the words lingered in the air, a metallic clatter echoed in response. The sound of buttons being pressed harshly, the mechanical whir of gears turning, and the incessant beeping of a machine in protest. The cacophony of sounds created a discordant symphony, each note a reminder of the struggle between man and machine.
In the midst of the chaos, a soft click could be heard. The sound of a screen flickering to life, the gentle hum of electricity as it surged through the circuits. The subtle noise seemed out of place amidst the harshness of the other sounds, like a whisper in a room full of shouting. It served as a brief respite, a moment of calm before the storm of frustration once again took center stage.
But as quickly as the calm had come, it was shattered by a resounding crash. The sound of something being slammed against a hard surface, the reverberations echoing through the room with a finality that left no room for doubt. The impact was deafening, a sharp punctuation mark in the ongoing battle between man and machine.
In the aftermath of the crash, a low hum filled the room. The sound of circuits overloading, of wires fraying and connections breaking. The dull buzz grew in intensity, like a relentless force pushing against the confines of its boundaries. It was a sound of defiance, a reminder that even in defeat, the machine would not go quietly into the night.
As the hum grew louder, it was joined by a piercing screech. The sound of metal grinding against metal, the wail of a machine pushed beyond its limits. The noise was almost unbearable, a high-pitched cry that pierced through the air like a knife. It was a sound of agony, of a machine pushed to the brink and screaming out in protest.
And yet, amidst the chaos and destruction, a soft melody began to play. The sound of a gentle piano tune, a soothing balm to the ears after the cacophony of noise that had preceded it. The notes danced through the air, weaving a delicate tapestry of sound that wrapped around the room like a warm embrace. It was a stark contrast to the harshness of the other sounds, a reminder that beauty could still be found in the midst of chaos.
As the melody faded into silence, a soft click could be heard once more. The sound of a button being pressed, of a machine powering down and receding into a state of dormancy. The room fell quiet once more, the echoes of the previous sounds fading into a hushed memory. The phrase "On you stupid machine" hung in the air, a lingering reminder of the struggle that had taken place.
You can play and download these sounds here: [link to sounds]