Echofish

I quite like this film. The action were a bit shaky and fast, you can't blink or you'll miss it! To be honest, I only paid attention to when they transformed into cars. Best parts imo Autobots, recon!

Bump for the purple kitteh

Hey, howzit goin?

After this, I might take a break from writing. Gosh, my head hurts from brainstorming. I've yet to think of a theme for Del and Revvy, their's will be up soon. For now, I bring you Part 2! *throws confetti* Will, you like cats in this one now. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ Will didn't even notice that he had fallen asleep on the bathroom floor, he didn't seem to mind that 4 of the 6 were piled on top of him, sleeping. He somehow managed to lie flat on his back, using a rug as a pillow. The kitten he first saw was Purple, Taran. Scattered all over him was Pinky, Olive and Red. It would've really made his little slumber more comfortable if Red or The Sugardaddy of the group didn't lay so close down there... Then again, they're only kittens. He could only pick them up and lay them back on the floor again. He tried to get up, carefully so that he would not wake the poor bastards. They might be kittens, but they can be annoying online. "C'mon," he nudged those on him. Making sure to swat Aaron oh so very hard. " I need to get up" None of the listened. Instead, he got up. Kittens went tumbling, limbs and whisker howling. Will then realised what he had done. "Oh! Oh no, no no no! I'm sorry! Are you ok-I didn't mean to!" He quicky grabbed each kitten in hand and checked if they're OK. He looked at his new pets. Purple made his way to his lap once again. He giggled, how long has it been since he last done that? He snuggled on to Purple and Olive, pinching their noses. Will was beaming, maybe cats weren't so bad after all. Okay, maybe some aren't. Blue was hissing maliciously at him again. Will didn't understand. It was only when he realised who Purple really was... "Did I just-urghh..." he tried to shake the thought of. He was really fond the funky-hued purple cat. The image Taran spread through his mind. "My God," he paled at the thought, "Sorry about that Laniey." --- He grabbed the cats by their necks, just like how a mother cat would hold on her litter, and dashed downstairs. As he was racing towards his back garden, he heard a very peculiar 'Arr' coming from his front door. Will looked puzzled. Must be those telemarketers, but they don't do 'Arr's do they? He secured the kittens back into the carboard box where they hailed and made his way to the door. He opened the door. He didn't look bothered to find no one on his porch. He turned back to close the door until he heard that particular 'Arrr' ring in his ears. "Damn kids. If I find you I'm gonna hang you by your necks!" he said to no one in particular. "Arrrrrr!" "Goddamni-whaaaa..?" he cut himself short. At his feet was a green cat, a cat who 'arrr's. Will cupped his chin as he kneeled to pick up the alienoid cat. "You look, wait, sound familiar..." Will mentally slapped himself. For God's sake, even Ben was a cat. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ A few moments later, and a couple of smoke puffs, the guys and girls of our MSN crew is back to their human forms. They were all situated on his sofa, dripping wet. Will himself was slighty damp and shaking, and you can visibly see his eyebrow twitch. "As much as I want to keep you, guys. You're gonna have to stay as a cats. I can't take having to chase you around, and fricking shower you everytime I want to talk!" "You do realise, that without you, we're helpless" said Suzi. Will thought hard. Infront of him was a young man with glasses sitting quietly; a guy and a girl, well, let's keep it G-Rated; a young woman fervently drying her hair; a boy listening to his CD player, chances are the music was from limewire, and 2 other boys who were standing at the back. He can't support them on his own, let alone, support them being human. "First priority, me. Lastly, the cats" It had to be one way or another. Will turned his back to them, prompting their attention, and marched towards the kitchen. "So, who's hungry?" ------- Right, that's finished. In the end, Will eventually takes care of the cats. My head is hurting now. I need to take a break from writing. If you spot any grammar or spelling mistakes, notify me kthbai

It's hard for me to fit everyone in. My fingers are bleeding already :XD: So I put the most active peeps in

Righty-o, this sequel is dedicated to our lovely and gorgeous Will (speedofsound) for being the creator of our awesome TIF chat! ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ "What the..." Will almost dropped his school bag. He tired from running hom from the rain. His hair stuck to his and covered his eyes. "Tell me this is a joke" He groaned as picked up his back again and settled it in his shoulder. He tried so hard not to look at the box of box of flipping kittens on his front door. He frantically searched for his house keys in his pocket and managed to fish them with two hands and open the lock. Stepping inside, he stumbled over the said box of flipping kittens and landed with his keys under his palm. "Ouch, damnit..." He managed to crawl his way to the kitchen, schoolbag in hand. "Calm down, Will. Breathe...breathe. The poor bastard who dumped the box of abominations didn't think this would happen." A thought struck Will's head and he grabbed a towel to dry himself off. "Unless this was Crafter's idea, he is going down. He realized that he left is front door wide open. So he plopped on the couch, bag and damned kittens and all, and stared at the front, as if he had telekinetic powers that would make it close. Brushing his wet hair back, he made a low grunt and stood making his way towards the door. "Right" he said, frowing "First, dry myself. Second, feed myself, third, making the house comfortable for myself" "Lastly, taking care of goddamned kittens." And speak of the devil, a kitten popped up from the bunch, green eyes sparkling and all. But pink fur? The cat managed to squirm it's way out of the box, by stepping at it's fellow boxmates and carelessly dropping on the other side. Will took hold of the young cat. "Did someone dye you?" He checked the kitten for any injuries or deformities but everything seemed fine. Another one made it's way up along the cardboard box edge, silver paws glistening with the light. Will picked this one up too. He threw the pink one back in the box and stared at the newcomer even harder than he did for the pink one. "Purple, pretty." he mumbled as the kitten tried to wriggle free of Will's grasp. "Let me see if you'e a boy..." He picked up his tail, "Yup, definitely a boy." He noticed that another kitten, a blue one, was hissing at him. It definitely was angry, because it almost lept at him when he touched the purple cat. "Interesting..." He examined the cats more closely. So far there's a pink, red, purple, blue, black and an olive one with black patches. The purple and blue cat would pounce on each other, the blue kitten being a girl. The pink one is definitely a girl and the red, black and olive ones are male. "I thought there was seven..." he thought as he counted the kittens, six. He was right, the orange tabby had ran off outside as he can see paw marks onhis carpet. "Didn't they leave any names?" He searched around the box until he found a message saying "You are banned from Tip.it for excessive spam and use of swear words. If you wish to appeal, please visit this link" Will looked stupefied. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ "Okay, baths for all of you and off to the animal shelter you go" The red cat seemed to have understood as it clung onto his shirt and give him a look, a look that only puppies are supposed to be able to pull of. "Don't give me that..." He made his way into the bathroom and filled the tub with a tiny amount of water, so that the kittens wouldn't drown. "Wait... why am I doing this again?" He quickly threw 2 kittens into the tub, pinky and red, and watched them paddle for dear life. "How do you like that, heh" His laugh was cut short. A poof, and a couple of splashes was heard as Will turned back into the tub. "Hey Will, thanks for that." said the unknown voice, more precisely, it was red. "Oh my..." said pink. Only after the smoke cleared did Will realize the full scale of what has happened, and why the kittens were delivered to him. In place of red and pink, was Aaron and Suzi. Drenched and shaking, much like how they were before as kittens. Will nearly threw up, his gaze went from the pair to the box of the remaining bastards. He literally dumped them into the water, screeches could be heard from afar. Will tried to crawl away, but the force of the explosions blown him off his knees. Now there was 6 people in his washroom, 4 still trying to get out of the tub. A boy, roughly around 6'2 was at the bottom of the pile, his head shifted right to avoid hitting the faucet. There was a girl on his chest, and 2 boys trying to get up from his feet. Will couldn't utter a single word. "I.. uhh.. guys," he felt something grasp his shoulders. He let out a soft shrill as the guy spoke. "If you haven't noticed, it's us." Will still stood in schock, only his eyes seemed to move. It all became clear to Will. Red was Aaron, pink is Suzi. Purple was Taran and the feisty blue one was Laniey. The black one was Ethan while olive was Andrew. But where's the orange tabby? "Hey, wasn't there seve-" "Emma got away. She said she didn't want to get her hair wet." Aaron cut him short. "Will," Taran spoke, "we got sent here the TIF Mods. We need your help" "Wait up, wait up! How the hell did you just turn into cats?! What am I supposed to do with you guys!" "This was a punishment for apparently spamming and revealing information about ourselves." said Suzi. "And you want me to... Wha? Hey, what the hell!" Will looked at them as if they all grew whiskers and a tail. Which they did, of course. The effects of the water would eventually dry out. One by one, they all reverted back into their feline forms. "Don't turn us back yet" said Suzi, who was last to turn back. "Save our energy, it's hard being human again..." Her voice slowly turned into the soft mewl of a pink cat. Will still looked stupefied. It's not everyday you see your cats go pink, let alone have them turn into one of your online friends. It also appears that the longer your hair, the longer precious human minutes you have. So Andrew succumbed first, Suzi last. All Will could muster to say now is... "Damn..." ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ Enjoy guys ^_^

Ahh, don't fret. We have plans for you :twisted:

You can do that if your female Practise makes perfect, all you have to do is lean back and... :-k You seem pretty experience. Elaborate.

If I ever turned male, I'd pee on a wall first chance I get :XD:

For those who survived last night: http://forum.tip.it/viewtopic.php?t=689 ... highlight=

This story goes to the lovely TIFers who happen to know my love for throwing confetti at every person who enters the wacky conversations. Even if you don't know what I'm talking about, go ahead and read it : Confetti Only a few people get to meet a person as eager-to-please as Lyra. She was the to type who strived to understand and appreciate the heart of things. If dedicated, she'd put her soul into it. Unfortunately, nobody told her that being constantly showered by glittering paper cut-outs was the last thing to be celebrated in the company of 7 Tip.iters. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ Aaron looked dumbfounded. In his hand was a card, in his hair was several rolls of pink paper that spiral it's way down to his shoulders. Aaron quickly dusted off the sparkles and the paper and the pink hearts that laid on his head. As he was doing so, he slightly jumped back to see a poster of his idol, Alizee, neatly rolled up against his wall.. She was set in a languorous pose, hand in mic, hips jutting to one side. He hasn't seen a sight this good since YouTube! His glance went from the wall to the ground as a pink envelope appeared before him. "What the hell is this about..." he thought to himself as he opened the envelope, reading the card inside aloud. My sweet sugar daddy deserves a gift overdue The Alizee poster is a gift the best I could do As something of interest to a sugar daddy like you. "Sugar daddy?!" Aaron nearly fainted. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ "Taran." Poke. "Taaaaraaaaan.." Another poke. "Taran!" Taran leapt up. His girlfriend, Laniey, was holding a card up to his face. "Tell me this is from you" Laniey was waving the card at his face, Taran fiercly trying to read what's writting on the front. "To Revvy and Del" He read aloud. "It's for the both of us" This caught Laniey's attention. She stopped and carefully peeled the seal and pulled the card out. Sparkles and glitter covered her lap. "I think I got a vague idea of who that's from..." He pretended to think hard. "Only one person calls me Revvy" Oh how right he was. The two of you have got something precious An object you can't fake A locket made in gold And of course love, babycakes The gift's bright and shiny A sight to behold A small effigy Of your love in gold. "Babycakes? The pair said in disbelief. Laniey looked back in the card to find a small, gold locket. She carefully opened the locket and blanched at the image inside. 2 angels, butt naked, blowing kisses. "Of all things, babycake?" Taran said in disbelief. "I say we burn it" said the other "It could be some stalker or something..." "I agree..." ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ Suzi had a rough night. Having to deal with a computer who doesn't like big conversations and telling off children who knock on people's doors. Needless to say, she was pissed. Shortly after closing the door, a red card fell out of the letterbox. She found that it was addressed to her. She let out a low grumble when red sparkles rain onto the floor, cursing at they stuck to the bottom of her feet. Looking back to the card, she skimmed through the small message written in pink, strawberry-scented ink. Our mentor and carer The one we all admire You spread the warmth and kindness so much It's for you I aspire So I decided to work on my arts for a work of pure beauty The subject was you Our cutie patootie "Patootie?"Suzi was in awe. The cat gagged. The kids knocked once more. This annoyed Suzi, it ruined her moment of feeling great. A tiny red parcel fell out of the letterbox, once again addressed to her. It didn't take her long to figure out what to do. She hastily opened it and found a figurine wrapped in paper. She unfolded it as lights surrounded the object... And she couldn't make out what the object was. There was note tied to the bottom of the strange object. It read: "For Suzi, I made a statue of her out papier-mache. Love lots, Lyra" In all fairness, Lyra clearly wasn't a great artist. No one could tell what it was, bless Suzi. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ Ethan rolled over with a grunt, stretching his arms out in front of him. He sat up and sluggishly yawn, tongue tasting the air. He let himself drop back into his cozy bed. Boy, was he tired. He'd never slept well like this so far. Opening one eye, he stared out the window. Sunny day. It couldn't get any better. The smell of fresh breakfast being prepared downstairs, it's a great day to go out as well. Life is good. He finally stood up, scratching his unkempt hair back. He was about to walk into the bathroom if he had not noticed the red envelope lying on the hallway. He looked around for signs of his family members, but no one seems to be around except for downstairs. He slowly bent down to pick up the card, brushing aside the glitters and sparkles that littered around the floor. The card was empty, surprisingly enough. But there was a CD that somehow managed to fit that minute envelope. He went to his Cd player and thrown the CD in. Seconds later... "GOOOOD MOOORNING EEETHAAAAAN!!" He fell back, covered his ears and made a run for his bed. He peeked from behind his bed to see if anything is still intact. He should learn to turn the volume down before turning off, just in case a deranged voice booms it's way to your eardrums. The voice introduced herself as Lyra. She seems to be preparing for a song... No one else knows better about music better than ethan. Whether it'd be a freak on a leash or 9/15ths To download them illega- Ethan threw an empty pizza box at the offending CD player. The shut it off for a while but magically it sprung back to life to leave the word "Starshine..." Ethan screamed in mortification, dropping his card to the floor. "Make it stop, gah! Make it stop!" He was rolling over the floor, clutching his head as if it was going to explode. "I'll kill whoever sent me this, argh!" ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ The conversation has begun. Everyone was silent. There's the odd 'Hi's or 'lol's rolling around. Everyone was present, apart from Lyra and the couple TIFers who aren't online. "I assume you guys all got a card, right?" Aaron started. "And a nickname..." "Starshine for me" "Apparently I was sugar daddy." "Babycakes" Taran and Laniey said almost at the same time. "lol babycakes" "Hey, f*** you Starshine!* Suzi added in "Patootie" That got the attention of all. Ethan and Taran stopped their little quarrel about their nicknames. "What?" "I was dubbed Cutie Patootie" Darcy has entered the conversation "Hello guys *throws confetti*" The laughing stopped. An eerie silence filled the conversation. As if on cue, everyone barraged Darcy with questions. "Are you mad? How the hell did you get my address?!" "I hope you know what sugar daddy means..." "I like your little, erm, statue thing." Darcy didn't understand. He was innocent. This is madness! This is not Sparta at all. Lyra has entered the conversation "*throws confetti* I hope you guys liked your presents. I thought about them for a long time :-)" The questions stopped. In the distance, you could've faintly heard a drop and Darcy's mouth foaming. His status was set to Be Right Back. Moments of silence. "..." "Speechless with joy, I see!" Lyra sent a little happy emote. "Yay I'm happy now" In the end, Lyra's little mission to spread the love accomplished little or nothing. They burned the locket, the cat ate the statue, the CD was long forever gone. The poster? It's still up in Aaron's wall. ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ And the sparkling adventure doesn't end there. 2 days later, Erik appeared in his DP bearing pink star-shaped sunglasses. He had his shade tilted to one side making him look like those gay art critics. He looked 'fabulous' or so Lyra said. THE END! Woot, that took me hours! This was roughly based on a short story I read before. I hope you guys enjoy ^_^ *throws confetti*

Welcome to Confetti~! My archive of short stories for lovely and gorgeous Tip.it folks I talk to everyday. You guys make me happy : Confetti Will's kitteh story - Part 2 Coffee shop (Taran and Laniey)

Her forehead looks a bit pregnant, ella-ella-aye? http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers ... anna_3.jpg

They tried to make me go to rehab I said no, no, no. Woof? What was that all about? Meh, I didn't even bother reading I just scrolled to the woofy bit

Where did that who shaved his butt hair go? Well back then, they BLEACHED. How bad was it before?

- Be a doctor, or a scientist (If I did become a doctor or a nurse, I'd be the 5th doctor and the 10th nurse in the whole family); - Being nagged to be always the top of my class, if not, my year; - Hearing my mum complain about my electric guitar and how I should play my piano instead; - The lecture about my parents 'walking miles to just to get to school' My parents as asian, if you don't get it.

Not to mention there's a group of identitfy theives :-w

Noir OST - Romance I love this instrumental ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~ Nightwish - Amaranth

God gave rock and roll to you. I love that song :)

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That's crazy. My friend got caught writing names down in St. Paul's Cathedral (the big one in London) and she only got sent outside.

Haha, same here. It's those nasty looking zombie floods that get up after you shoot em. Argh! I'm ashamed to say I've never played or even seen a single RE game :oops: But then again, there's that maze game... Tried in our library, headphones on full blast. I screamed >.<

The Simpsons Movie. Hehe, it was ok : Dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooome!

Not all pop artists are trailer trash. Just like what kenshinjapan said, pop was around before most genres were. Artists like ABBA, Michael Jackson etc. they were pop weren't they? They're getting remembered after what, 10, 20 years? But some artists, they just come and go.

This guy's song http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=dfQh20oeZxs I think it's called 'God Knows' It's catchy and the end solo is freaking epic :D And of course, Sweet Child o' Mine by Guns n Roses. I just mastered playing it on guitar recently :XD: