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1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play something that sounds like a thousand kappa screaming on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play a far too low buzzing in an attempt at echoing bees in what could only be Death's garden on an ebony guqin.
3. You play a rather painfully high tune marked by many twangs strums on your banjo while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
4. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play a lovely and frivolous melody on your banjo.
5. Barely glancing at your blue book of sheet music, you play a light melody in imitation of birds singing off-key on your banjo.
6. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play a merry melody evoking thoughts about birds in spring gardens on an ebony guqin.
7. You skillfully play a light and carefree piece reminiscent of bees zooming about a blooming garden in spring on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a florid and hormonious composition echoing the little waterfalls, the clattering streams and playful chirping birds in the Emperor's flower gardens on an ebony guqin.

1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play an awful set of sounds reminiscent more of off-key horses neighing than anything else on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play a terrible noise as if burning skies and boiling seas on an ebony guqin.
3. You play a horrible tune which clashes and twangs like Hong katana massacring free spirits on your banjo while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
4. Barely glancing at your blue book of sheet music, you play a horribly depressing piece on the ancient victory and dominance of House Hong on your banjo.
5. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play a ballad both sad and hopeful, dwelling on musical expressions of open skies and freedom of spirit on an ebony guqin.
6. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play a melancholic melody reminiscing on lost lands and friends on your banjo.
7. You skillfully play a composition positively reviving the image of courageous but common men and women galloping through valleys, drawing weapons and making their last desperate stand on an ebony guqin while glancing at a blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a ballad first sad and solemn, reminding of people leaving their loves and lands behind to make their stand in sight of Hong oppression, then rising to defiance and looking upward to see their unequalled willpower reflected in the tranquillity of the sky on an ebony guqin.

1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play a horrendous abuse of what may once have been music on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play an awful and completely arhythmic cacophony on your banjo.
3. You play an infernal clash of sounds suggesting that drinking and musical performance do not combine well on your banjo while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
5. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play a merry tune swaggering about in notes like a drunken man on the streets on your banjo.
6. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play a comic melody that winds and twists its way through the notes on an ebony guqin.
7. You skillfully play a wonderfully rhythmic and swift series of notes finding its harmony in the drunken-like twists and turns about its own rhythm on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a highly complex, yet harmonic, melody perfecly mimicking the winding, twisty gait of an ecstatic drunk, with unpredictable and resonant dips and rises on an ebony guqin.

1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play a series of notes so deep and low it might cause people to regurgitate their dumplings on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play a dischordant attempt at a bass melody on an ebony guqin.
3. You play a creepy yet monotonous series of low notes on your dragon harp while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
4. Barely glancing at your blue book of sheet music, you play a hesitant rumbling of low notes on your dragon harp.
5. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play a haunting trill of deep bass notes on your dragon harp.
6. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play a slow and reverberant harmony of low notes on an ebony guqin.
7. You skillfully play a bass melody of unearthly yet captivating depth and beauty on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a drowsy and surreal composition of deep and resonant harmony seemingly resounding like the indolent plucking of open bass notes in the subtle winds through a sapient pearwood forest on an ebony guqin.

1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play a tormentingly chaotic series of plucks, strums and slides across the strings on your violin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play something quite unlike any music should be on an ebony guqin.
3. Barely glancing at your blue book of sheet music, you play a mismatched if keen strumming on an ebony guqin.
4. You play a ghastly and wild plucking and strumming on your dragon harp while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
5. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play a lighthearted progression of strumming, rippling in increasingly greater waves of music on your dragon harp.
6. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play a soft and light melody rippling up and down the staves with a rhythmic plucking in between, as if koi carp touching the surface every now and then in a gentle stream on an ebony guqin.
7. You skillfully play a complex yet soothing piece with such accomplishment as to effect the musical simile of a koi shooting left, swiftly right then wildly plunging downward, tail vibrant with rapid open notes, letting silences fill in the harmony on an ebony guqin while glancing at a blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a spirited plucking and strumming culminating in the musical imagery of dawn over a koi pond beneath the trees, a vibrato shimmer, notes flowing like light on the surface lapping against the trees' roots, and just below the surface of it all, the deeper harmony of the koi's movements on an ebony guqin.

1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play a noise heretical by its very lack of harmony or aesthetics on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play a bungling composition of screeching strums on your violin.
3. You play a low-pitched botched attempt at music on your dragon harp while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
4. Barely glancing at your blue book of sheet music, you play with great emotion and lack of skill a hesitant and distracted melody on your dragon harp.
5. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play the first few ponderous bars of the calm and sweeping Mist and Clouds over Pearl River on your dragon harp.
6. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play the calm and ruminating melody of Mist and Clouds over Pearl River on an ebony guqin.
7. You skillfully play a mysterious calm-inducing harmony reminiscent of floating on a small vessel across Pearl River one early morn on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a moving composition, managing with calm skill and grace to echo in plucking the strings the waters of Pearl River lapping against the shores, softly sliding a hand over the strings the sense of passing mist and clouds in the wind is conjured up on an ebony guqin.

1. Demonstrating a complete lack of musical talent, you play something that sounds like an albatross screeching on an ebony guqin while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
2. Without even bothering to look at your blue book of sheet music, you play a few dwindling and feeble notes before aborting on an ebony guqin.
3. You play an abruptly and prematurely finished series of tumbling notes on your banjo while looking at an open blue book of sheet music.
4. Concentrating on your blue book of sheet music, you timidly play a beautiful melody of plummeting strums ending abruptly in a final plucked bass note on your Strings Of Reality.
5. Barely glancing at your blue book of sheet music, you play a downwards spiral of plucked notes, ending prematurely on a wooden koto.
6. Staring at your blue book of sheet music, you play an engrossing melody of soaring strums and plucks tumbling down in an exquisite crescendo on an ebony guqin.
7. You skillfully play a spirited composition soaring downward through the scores into a climactic explosion of music on a wooden koto while glancing at an open blue book of sheet music.
8. With the occasional glance at your blue book of sheet music, you elegantly play a slow melody circling and swooping around its own inner harmony and after slowly building up intricate momentum, shooting downwards in a circling of strums and slides to end in a final and fatal bass note on a wooden koto.