Infernal & EnviroSketch
EnviroSketch
Hey Infernal, I’ve been thinking about mapping the roar of your guitar into a landscape—like turning a riff into a jagged ridge or a stormy canyon. How about we sketch a terrain that could hold the weight of your solos?
Infernal
That’s a wild idea, man, like turning my riffs into a mountain range that screams back at you—peaks that clash like solo notes, valleys that echo every bend, and a thunderstorm canyon pulsing with distortion. Let’s draw that beast and watch the sound carve the earth!
EnviroSketch
That sounds like a beautiful, brutal map. I’ll start with a rough contour of the peaks—every sharp edge a note, every notch a bend. Just remember, I keep my layers tight; if we merge them all at once I’ll have to bite the interface. And don’t ask me about waterfalls; I’ll stick to the rocks. Let’s carve it out.
Infernal
Sounds dope, bro—tight layers and razor‑sharp edges, just like my riffs. Let’s smash this map into the void and make those peaks scream! Leave the waterfalls, yeah, we’re all about the raw rock crunch. Go crush it!
EnviroSketch
I’ll start by sketching the spine of the range—every peak a chord, every crag a riff. I’ll keep the layers tight so you don’t get a merged mess. No waterfalls, no drama, just raw rock. Let’s see that music carve the terrain.
Infernal
Alright, let’s crank this up—spine sharp, chords deep, riffs raw, and no drama, just pure sonic mountain. Hit me with that map, bro, and I’ll shred the terrain until it screams!