Username: Takura.
Name: Treble
Gender: Nonbinary (They/he)
Prompt:
Music was always an important thing to Treble & their family.
And it wasn’t like they didn’t enjoy it - they certainly had their fair share of favorite songs and artists, and could prattle on and on about their niche genre selections if the topic shifted to it.
However, things turned to the worse when they decided they wanted to try their hand at making music. After receiving advice from an online friend, they wanted to try their hand at creating it, wanting to contribute to the world of things that they enjoyed listening to.
It started with just small loops, posted on a tumblr with less than 20 followers, only receiving a couple of notes. They had that small audience that seemingly enjoyed what they made - or they didn’t have the heart to tell them it sucked - and that made them happy enough.
As it went, they soon shifted to fuller music - they never really posted them anywhere - they were very nervous about being perceived. They sent one to their friend, who suggested they bite the bullet and post it onto youtube - and Treble anxiously shuffled together an album cover, posting it to their youtube channel with a vague description.
This one caught attention, and fast. People were commenting about how they enjoyed the music, that they made something great - and not one to want to disappoint, they opted to keep posting. Song after song over the course of a year - they amassed an audience - but with an audience came demands.
“When will the next one be posted??” One comment read. “Make more!! Or are you dead???”
“Is your channel dead???” Another said.
More and more comments with these similar demands started to pile up on their channel, and Treble almost didn’t have the energy to keep deleting them - opting instead to note in their descriptions that they “were working on new music” and to “please stop trying to make them post faster”. That didn’t work, though, and the comments kept coming.
Eventually, they’d had enough, and they simply opted to pull the plug in its entirety - they were tired of the demands, so they were done.
Treble liked music, just as much as their family did, but nowadays they won’t say much about it.
The impromptu fame was tiring, nerve wracking, and they were pretty sure that the attention they’d received had made them feel worse.
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Name: Treble
Gender: Nonbinary (They/he)
Prompt:
Music was always an important thing to Treble & their family.
And it wasn’t like they didn’t enjoy it - they certainly had their fair share of favorite songs and artists, and could prattle on and on about their niche genre selections if the topic shifted to it.
However, things turned to the worse when they decided they wanted to try their hand at making music. After receiving advice from an online friend, they wanted to try their hand at creating it, wanting to contribute to the world of things that they enjoyed listening to.
It started with just small loops, posted on a tumblr with less than 20 followers, only receiving a couple of notes. They had that small audience that seemingly enjoyed what they made - or they didn’t have the heart to tell them it sucked - and that made them happy enough.
As it went, they soon shifted to fuller music - they never really posted them anywhere - they were very nervous about being perceived. They sent one to their friend, who suggested they bite the bullet and post it onto youtube - and Treble anxiously shuffled together an album cover, posting it to their youtube channel with a vague description.
This one caught attention, and fast. People were commenting about how they enjoyed the music, that they made something great - and not one to want to disappoint, they opted to keep posting. Song after song over the course of a year - they amassed an audience - but with an audience came demands.
“When will the next one be posted??” One comment read. “Make more!! Or are you dead???”
“Is your channel dead???” Another said.
More and more comments with these similar demands started to pile up on their channel, and Treble almost didn’t have the energy to keep deleting them - opting instead to note in their descriptions that they “were working on new music” and to “please stop trying to make them post faster”. That didn’t work, though, and the comments kept coming.
Eventually, they’d had enough, and they simply opted to pull the plug in its entirety - they were tired of the demands, so they were done.
Treble liked music, just as much as their family did, but nowadays they won’t say much about it.
The impromptu fame was tiring, nerve wracking, and they were pretty sure that the attention they’d received had made them feel worse.
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