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[kylelowe]

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[geekanoids]

Rode Wireless Pro Compact Wireless Microphone System Review

[digitaltechreviews]

NEW! Taking a look at how the DJI Mic 2 stacks up against the ZOOM F2 and other audio recorders

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[rainintheevening]

West, Part I

Maps stretched out

The day after Peter ships out, the maps start appearing on the wall of the Fifth form common room at St. Maurice’s. Europe as a whole at first, then Italy, the Mediterranean, Greece, Germany, France...

He takes them home with him at the end of the term, Edmund Pevensie does, scatters them over his (and Peter's) room, mixed up with newspapers and letters in Peter's dashing handwriting.

Too many miles to count

He tries to find closer maps, more detail, tracing his finger across mountain ranges and down coastlines. He spans the entire Allied line with his thumb. He'd never felt the world to be so big before, never felt so small. Narnia had been such a small country. How long would it take to sail around the Cape of Gibraltar? How long would it take to fly to Sicily?

Sometimes he does the math. Sometimes he doesn't.

Let's just say we're inches apart

Remember watching the stars with Oreius? How you'd sketch them with your finger so carefully? How we'd lie out in the grass with Era and Philip, in silence sometimes, for hours? There were so many stars out there in the country. Some nights I'm lucky to see stars here. But when I do I imagine you seeing the same ones, mapping your way the way to well, your way to me. Sometimes I swear I can feel you beside me in the dark, little brother.

He lies in Peter's bed, letter in his hand, falls asleep with paper between his fingers.

And even closer at heart

For we are saved by hope: but hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for? But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it. Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.

Even as his pen moves over the paper, he finds his lips moving too, a begging murmur, mixing with the summer rain heavy on the roof.

And we'll be just fine

He laughs as Lucy places the crown of daisies on his head, and kisses her cheek. He rubs Susan's aching feet as she sits on the couch and reads aloud to them. He fingers his little silver lion against his collarbone, and smiles through the steam rising off his coffee.

Another pin pushed in

The maps on the wall grow a forest of colored heads and tiny flags, and anyone who wants war news or any better understanding of the progression of the European theatre goes to the Fifth's common room.

To remind us where we've been

He takes a map down to the stables sometimes, unrolls it on the table in the harness room, sits patiently as Master Gringham pores over it, searching for the boy who rode his horses like no one else, all of them trying to coordinate themselves.

The horses miss you, he writes to Peter. Have you had a chance to ride recently?

And evey mile adds up

He lies alone in their room, catching the faint murmurs of his parents downstairs, and he can't remember the last time he cried on Christmas, but he's doing it now, hot salt water on Peter's pillow, as Bing Crosby croons on the wireless in the girls' room down the hall.

Please, God, please let him come home safe, please let him be happy, please.

Leaving its mark on us

I was grieved to hear of your wounding, brother, but truly grateful it was not more serious. I wish I could be there, to make sure you were getting proper care and treatment. Be careful, please. But don't be a coward. I'd rather a dead brother, than a coward. But don't die. You're not allowed to die without me.

He means it, every word, that's why he doesn't cross any of it out.

And sometimes our compass breaks

Twelve of them dead, and I alive, and I don't know why, Ed, but I don't know if I can do this, I can't. Not alone. I'd forgotten how much this hurts. I only knew half their names, and I know Badger had four little kids back home, and I don't understand.

I don't understand.

And our steady true north fades

Snow lies thick on the moor, and Ed struggles to open his eyes in the morning. His feet are heavy, his mind moves slow, and he can't get warm. He sits as close to the fire in the common room as he can without setting his clothes aflame. Some mornings he sits with his hand on the black leather cover, but he doesn’t open the book.

We'll be just fine

There's a black and white photograph folded in with the thin paper, and there he is smiling up at them all, officer's cap set at a jaunty angle, shirtless with a bandage on one forearm. Peter hugs a scruffy looking mongrel dog close, hand rubbing the pointed ears, and Ed smiles back at the living shadow of his brother.

We'll be just fine

Warm spring sunshine splashes over Ed's face, and he leans on his spade, brushes mud off his hands, and surveys the dark turned earth of the school's Victory Garden, listens to the first formers laughing as they fling dirt clods at each other.

We'll be just fine

Come, behold the works of the Lord, what desolations he hath made in the earth.

He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire... Peter writes.

We'll be just fine

Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.

The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge, Edmund answers.

I know that we will

"I miss him so much," Lucy says, and Edmund wraps his arm around her shoulders as they walk, remembering how he closed his last letter with those three words.

I just know that we will

He kneels by Peter's bed, his bed now, and the maps hang all round on the walls, he is surrounded by everywhere his brother is and was and could be, as he bows his head and the evening prayer comes weary and steady from his lips.

They used to say it together.

[girlactionfigure]

Resistance Fighter – Nancy Wake

She killed a Nazi with her bare hands.

Nancy Wake was a gutsy journalist from Australia who became a leader of the Allied resistance and killed a Nazi with her bare hands.

Born in New Zealand in 1912, Nancy was raised in Sydney. She ran away from home at age 16 and went to London, where she became a self-taught journalist.

As a young woman, Nancy described herself as someone who loved nothing more than a “good drink and handsome men, especially French men.” In 1930 she married Henri Edmond Fiocca, a wealthy French industrialist.

During the 1930’s Nancy worked for Hearst newspapers as a European correspondent. Stationed in Vienna, Nancy witnessed the rise of Nazism. She was shocked to see roving gangs of Nazis beating up Jews, and never forgot the sight of Jews chained to massive wheels and rolled through the streets. She later said, “I resolved there and then that if I ever had the chance I would do anything to make things more difficult for their rotten party.”

Nancy became a courier for the French resistance. Speaking perfect French, she worked with the “maquis” – guerrilla bands of resistance fighters. After Germany invaded France, she helped Allied POW’s and other personnel escape the country.

The Gestapo called Nancy the “White Mouse.” They tapped her phone and intercepted her mail. Nancy’s life was in constant danger.

Nancy described her method of avoiding detection by the Germans: “A little powder and a little drink on the way, and I’d pass their German posts and wink and say, ‘Do you want to search me?’ God, what a flirtatious little bastard I was.”

Nancy led repeated attacks on Gestapo headquarters. By 1943, she was the most wanted resistance fighter, with a 5 million franc price on her head.

After Nancy’s maquis network was betrayed, she fled France. Her husband stayed behind, and he was captured, tortured and killed by the Gestapo. Nancy, on her way across the Pyrenees to Spain, was unaware of her husband’s death until after the war.

In 1944, Nancy parachuted into France. Her assignment involved collecting and distributing arms and equipment that were sent in by parachute. Nancy was a highly successful recruiter, and is credited with bringing 7500 fighters into the resistance.

From April 1944 until the liberation of France in August 1944, Nancy’s band of maquisards fought 22,000 German soldiers, causing 1400 casualties while sustaining only 100 of their own.

At one point, Nancy killed an SS guard with her bare hands to stop him from raising the alarm during a raid. She later described how she did it, “They’d taught this judo-chop stuff with the flat of the hand at SOE [special operations training] and I practiced away at it. But this was the only time I used it – whack – and it killed him all right. I was really surprised.”

Another time, Nancy’s wireless operator was shut down in a German raid, and she rode her bicycle over 300 miles through German checkpoints to deliver the secret codes.

After the war, Nancy was awarded the United States Medal of Freedom, the Medaille de la Resistance, and the Croix de Guerre, among many other honors.

Nancy continued to work as an intelligence agent. She married a Royal Air Force officer in 1957 and for the next several decades they divided their time between London and Australia. Nancy’s autobiography, The White Mouse, was published in 1985 and became a bestseller.

Nancy’s husband died in 2001, and she returned to London permanently. She lived at the Stafford Hotel near Picadilly, her expenses largely paid for by the hotel’s owners, who were honored to host a renowned heroine. She could be found every morning at the hotel bar, drinking her first gin and tonic of the day.

Nancy died in 2011 at age 98. Her remarkable story has been the subject of multiple biographies and television mini-series.

For fighting the good fight against the Nazi war machine, we honor Nancy Wake as this week’s Thursday Hero.

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse Party

A Real Dish

18 hummed to herself as she typed and browsed away on her PC tablet while Marron napped peacefully in her room, the blonde cyborg quirking a brow in a Spock-like fashion as she saw a notification for an e-mail from none other than Zig-Zag. Our resident short king's hot sexy wife had struck up quite the friendship with the Siberian Tiger Skunk ever since her hubby had started raking in Double Z studios major views and Zeni as their current human porn star. Who knew there was a market for a human guys on anthro girls? Suffice to say, 18 wasted little to no time in tapping the notification, opening her mail to find it was a video attachment.

Once she checked she was alone and put on her wireless headphones, she hit play and waited for it to load, curious to see what the kinky anthro wanted her to see for her eyes only. Once it loaded and buffered, the video opened up to a scene of someone's point of view from a body cam as they rode in a car, with the hands on the steering wheel being telltale signs that Ziggy was the driver, turning to show Krillin was in the backseat while Tina Lynx sat in the passenger seat. The hybrid and feline babes making small talk with 18's hubby who seemed nervous and hesitant as the passing scenery indicated they were entering some small town suburban neighbourhood. Pulling up to a modest little home as the trio stepped out to make their way to the front door with Zigzag's tone of voice and the pep in her step indicating she was very eager and excited to come here.

The reason for this was made clear as the front door opened to be answered by quite a lovely looking furry milf who the blonde learned went by the name Helen Dish. A dish indeed and Zigzag's tone of voice made it clear she certainly thought so as she greeted the likely single mom like an a dear old friend. A very close, intimate friend indeed if that very tongue heavy kiss she gave her was anything to go by which only made 18's pussy quiver with sensual anticipation. How very kind of the Siberian tiger skunk and her feisty thicc lady friend to have clearly edited this seamlessly so she wouldn't have to be kept waiting to see how spicy this house call was no doubt going to get.

From a brief bit of friendly chatter, the blonde watched as a round of introductions was made with Zigzag of course speaking quite highly of Krillin to, much to 18's growing delight, hot single mom (seems she had quite an amicable divorce with her husband years back and Zigzag had come into her life one day and given her quite the sexual awakening). No doubt chipping away at any hesitation or doubt Helen might've had as it was made plenty clear that she'd never been with a human before, man or woman. Which only made the following make out session between her and Krillin all the more arousing for both Tina and Zigzag as well as 18 as the divorcee's mindset clearly found itself going with the flow more eagerly. Pants and gasps of arousal escaping her sweet lips as she and the short king began to get acquainted with one another physically and intimately, Helen's moans deepening as she felt up the human stud's crotch or hi hands on her special places such as her quite firm breasts or that lovely denim hugging booty.

The clothes were soon flying off in no time as the growing heat of passion and attraction between 18's shortround bull and the hot single furry mama grew like a campfire getting further fuel. Zigzag and Tina chiming in with a little commentary here and there as they and the cyborg watched the now naked human dude and furry babe going at it like horny teenagers. Helen's moans borderline bitch in heat levels as she bumped and ground her furry form against the smooth Adonis physique of the former monk, his fingers 3 digits and knuckle deep in her pussy while she grasped and stroked his cock in her hand. She had clearly never imagined or thought any man, human or other wise especially of Krillin's size could be packing such length and girth, her nectar flowing in response to feeling the twitching pulse and heat radiating from that shaft.

18 made no attempt to resist her hands as they moved of their own accord and proceeded to touch herself all over from groping her own breasts with firm squeezes to plunging her down the front of her jeans and panites to flick her bean. Suppressing her cries of desire as she watched her man and Helen become very intimately acquainted as they were now performing a 69, the milf laying atop her man with him squeezing her furry buns as he had his face pressed deep against her booty. Eating her out while she licked and sucked on his shaft as their arousal was no doubt helped by their two woman audience who were certainly enjoying the erotic documentary happening before them as much as the cyborg was right now. But of course it only got better from there....

Once the foreplay had been played through, 18 was pleased to find Helen now straddling her man's lap as she bounced and rode on Krillin's cock. His hands on her luscious sexy mama asss while he pumped and thrust into the heated, wet snatch of the furry bombshell who held onto his sculpted shoulders. Her moans being drowned out by the occassional kiss she shared with the short as she felt his length and girth reaching and hitting sweet spots she didn't even know she had. But 18 knew her hubby was only just getting started on rocking the hot sexy mama's world.....

From downward dog to full on doggy style and into prone bone and riding that short king's cock cowgirl style, Helen was clearly becoming drunk with pleasure. 18 certainly knew that feeling all too well before she found her enjoyment of this amateur style piece skyrocket as Zigzag and Tina got so turned on that they just had to join in the fray. The one on one becoming a 4 way of her short king and 3 furry hotties as Ziggy placed the camera in an angle and position to catch the action as she ambushed Helen with a kiss while Tina sat and parked her luscious furry booty on Krillin's oh so fine face. And it got wilder from there, naturally.....

From Krillin taking one girl in missionary or from behind as she ate one of the other two out to plowing one as he fingered the other 2, it was an erotic dance of one man and 3 beautiful anthro women. A seamless montage of scenes such as Hele and Zigzag scissoring one another as Tina was in a mating press with Krillin to all 3 of them giving him a blowjob all at once. 18's shameless self pleasuring taking her along on the momentum building within, climaxing just in time as the video finished with Krillin cumming inside Helen. Followed by him jerking off and firing off some shots on the sexy faces and tits of her, Zigzag and Tina......

As the video faded to black, 18 cleaned off her wet, sticky hands as she cleaned herself up a bit and began typing up a reply to the e-mail. Giving quite an in depth review that'd put most professional critics to shame as she thanked Ziggy for the video and enquired if she could get Helen's address and contact details if Krillin didn't already have them. After all such a sexy single mama like that clearly needed a good man in her life to keep her company in the bedroom. And the romantic eyes she was making at her man werre as undeniable as they were HOT!!!

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Jasmine and Honeydew

Chloe Sinclair was quite a paradox of a woman in many ways, a self made success in the world of corporate industry yet seemed to have ambitions on par with a megalomaniac from a spy drama movie. The looks and figure of a bombshell supermodel and a seemingly bimbo personality yet happened to rank high among the biggest networths listed on the planet. But nobody knew her better than herself of course and she was a woman with a simple view on life; know what you love, love what you know. And Chloe loved nothing more than finding ways to get her damn rocks off.....

So imagine her delight when in a partnership meeting with the oh so fetching CEO of Capsule Corp, Bulma Briefs, had seen the blue haired brainiac make her day. She'd been thinking of maybe requesting a baker's dozen worth of those hunky Warrior Monk boytoys she'd seen the spicy review videos for but Bulma did her one better by offering her a bit of quality time with the real deal himself. Oh and wouldn't you know it, the guy just so happened to be current favourite pornstar Don Juan Sanchez and Ziggy, exotic sweetheart she is, approved of making it happen. Provided Chloe of course made sure to record it on camera and send her copy or stream it, Chloe promised the latter and to gladly have her name and face publicly used, why have shame in showing off getting wild and rowdy with Double Z's resident stud in thei human dudes on furry girl porn?!

Naturally the arrangements were made as soon as possible to have the cute bull, Krillin she learned his name was, brought on over to her personal private island home slash corporate headquarters. Along with his wife and daughter of course under the pretense of a family vacation though she was informed the blonde bombshell knew of this and also approved, hell she wanted to watch it happen!! Chloe had a feeling they would get along famously but of course she'd see to that sweet little angel child of this would be cared and provided for, their daycare was top of the line!! Soon as the little care was dropped off there and assured she'd be well looked after, the exotic skunkette began to put her plan into action as she took Krillin and 18 along to show them their guest room.

Said guest room was a penthouse suite, never let it be said hospitality wasn't a quality that Chloe Sinclair lacked with Krillin being in awe of the view. Only to turn around and drop his jaw in shock, eyes widening in surprise as he found his wife and Chloe suddenly French kissing one another, shameless wanton moans exchanged between their lips as their respective blue eyes looked his way. As if no doubt asking him if he was liking the show he was getting before they got to stripping one another naked, giggling with mischief in their tone as they strut their sexy nude selves over his way. Chloe of course shooting a secret wink and a smile over at one of the hidden cameras she had set up as if to say "Enjoy the show, you naughty pervs...", having them set up to record and stream this to Zigzag and Bulma, to name a few as thanks for making this little playdate happen.

Before Krillin could even get his brain working again to ask just what the hell was happening, let alone the how and why, his libido up and hijacked control once more as he found himself ambushed by Chloe and 18. The cyborg and skunk babe respectively taking turns giving him sloppy, tongue filled kisses before soon having a heated 3 way make out between them. The blonde and platinum haired hotties kissing and licking their way down his torso as they stripped him naked, with Chloe kneeling beside 18 as she looked in awe and rapture at Krillin's now exposed cock. Accepting this lovely offering as 18 grasped it for her by planting licks and kisses from the immense tip to his smooth, heavy balls, now those were some dragonballs and these 2 would be all she needed to have her wish granted!!

Krillin of course was unaware of the free private show he was giving as Chloe showed she had quite the oral skills, her mouth and throat had more of a quality akin to a pussy. Those sapphire blue eyes of hers twinkling adorably as if displaying worship and awe his way as she sucked and blew on his shaft. Her tail sensually wagging as it radiated a particular scent...not unpleasant mind you but quite unique and intriguing...like jasmine and honeydew. It was enough to make him feel drunk or somewhat relaxed enough that he couldn't help but along with the erotic flow and momentum his wife and their feisty hostess had set upon him.

Which might be how and why he was soon rutting Chloe balls deep in a missionary position, her moans melodic as she showered him with absolute honest praise. Deeming him the biggest and finest lay she's had to date, one of her lovely legs draped over his shoulder and the other around his waist as they pressed their lips together in a sloppy kiss, her furry booty jiggling against every smack of those heavy dragonballs of his. 18 kneeling beside them as she held Chloe's hand with firmness yet tender in a sense of intimacy, watching on with pride as her man made one of the wealthiest, most financially powerful women on the planet become his latest sexual conquest. Their mutual enjoyment of course growing in anticipation knowing the pleasure would only get better from here onwards.

That was most definitely the case as one moment 18 was being taken prone as she had her lips pressed to Chloe's muff or Chloe doing the same as Krillin fucked her doggy style. The next one of them sat on his face having him eat them out while the other rode his cock cowgirl style. Each and every position with every second to minute passing hours being transmitted to key individuals such as Chloe's personal assistant Persephone to Zigzag and Bulma as the short king unknowingly boosted his erotic fame. Especially once that video would get passed and shared around but hey couldn't get any crazier, right?

If only Krillin had even an idea of what fate had in store for him in the future, of who and what was going to come his way down the line. Of how his intimate encounter with Chloe had not escaped the notice and observation of an unseen, powerful force, one that could give even the Gods of Destruction pause and hesitation. A being who could observe the vast multiverse at their leisure like browsing channels on a tv for personal entertainment and pleasure. Especially and particularly when it came to looking for potential new playmates to share a warm bed with and snuggle up to.

So far in her voyeuristic observations, she’d found one of her counterparts had encountered quite the adorable little imp and a sturdy beefcake himbo, who both also so happened to be very talented in bed. Now another of her alternate selves in a very unique version of Earth had just finished with what was, she had to say, a very unique physical specimen in Krillin, having watched every single moment of their intimate acquaintance. Observing her scrying orb with sensual delight and anticipation as she added his name to her list of potential playmates. Her wicked, erotic mind already thinking of ways to have fun testing and prepping him for when they'd finally meet....

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TGIF!!!

Krillin took a deep relaxing sigh as he soothed his muscles in the cosy confines of the hot tub in the private room so generously provided to him and his family by Chloe. Say what one will about the lovely Ms.Sinclair when it came to her sexual appetites but she sure knew how to treat her guests when it came to hospitality. Which 18 was certainly enjoying as she had taken Marron to one of the many beaches along the shore for some fun and quality mother daughter time. The lovely kinky skunkette of course was going to be occupied with some business and company matters which gave him a much needed break from the nonstop sexual marathon they'd had since getting here.

His wife made it no secret how feisty she could get when she and another woman enjoyed him together sexually but Chloe was like a league all her own, nympho didn't even begin to cover her. But damn if she wasn't a beaut to behold especially the lust in her eyes as she'd look his way or the feel of that silky fur against his skin, seriously even when wet she smelt like jasmine and honeydew!! The short king feeling a rush of blood circulating to his loins as his sexual dragon began to stir in response to the vivid memory reflection. Only to hit the breaks as he heard the door to the guest room penthouse open and shut to signal he now had company!!

Thankful he hadn't been caught in the act, he turned to see none other than the black and white striped form of Ms.Friday, Chloe's site logistics manager and hot damn if the zebra mare wasn't easy on the eyes like her boss. Her monotone furred toned frame especially showed off well in her modest yet stylish dress as she addressed him a in professional yet friendly manner, no doubt Chloe had asked her to check up on him and ensure he was okay. To which our humble fighter guy replied he was doing none too bad especially with the quality of luxury being provided. That answer of course seemed to satisfy the hottie Zebra babe...who proceeded to shock and stun him as she suddenly removed her dress and stripped naked, exposing her natural self before his every eyes!!

Friday:*Giggling at the awestruck, gobsmacked look on his face as she seemed nonchalant showing off her own nude self before him, even doing a few turns and poses as if showing off. Making her way over to the hot tub as she dipped her feet in and invited herself in to join him as if she was casually with an dear old friend and not some guy she just exposed herself to.*"Ms.Chloe thought you might be getting pent up and a bit lonely and figured what harm in having me keep you company for a while. Plus not going to lie, I saw that video and this meat hammer of yours has been running through my mind...*The Zebra beauty quipped sensually, as she reached out and groped Krillin's cock and balls, making sure to sensually grasp and grope his length and girth beneath the bubbling warm water. Licking her lips erotically as her honey brown eyes twinkled with lust and anticipation alike.*"Pardon my crudeness Don Juan...but I want you to take this cock and make me scream your name...So how about it handsome, feeling a little jungle fever?"

Before Krillin even knew it, he found himself obliging the desire of Friday as he was pressing his lips to her muzzle, moans and gasps of heated passion passing between them as they were making out. His compact hairless muscular form against her own stripey, furry bombshell figure as their tongues danced together in the air with growing intimacy and erotic heat, her juicy tits rubbing against his firm pecs as they made the hot tub feel tepid in comparison. His hand caressing and probing her sticky, warm slit as she continued to stroke and massage his cock in her grip, her fingers and palm becoming soaked with his flowing pre. Any sense of shame or inhibition gone out the window from Krillin's brain as he felt compelled to accept the mare's generous offer of sexual company, it certainly beat letting his balls become overwhelmed.

Hence why it wasn't all that surprising he got right to plunging balls deep into the generous exotic Zebra woman, coaxing sensual moans from her lips as she held onto him for dear life. Her arms and legs wrapped around his compact Adonis physique as she she was made to bounce and ride on his cock while she hugged his face between the valley of her glorious tits. The water splashing around the human stud and the monocrhome striped bitch made hot, passionate rut dancing the age old dance of man and woman together. But of course this was only the opening moments of round 1 before they really started to put it into high gear.

It wasn't long before the guest room suite's walls and ceiling echoed with Friday's howling cries and sensual gasps of passion was she stood hunched and bent over the edge of the hot tub. Krillin taking her from beind as he pump-thrust into her sticky, warm pussy, slapping those striped asscheeks like a bongo drum as she looked sensually over her shoulder at him. Egging him on to rut her deeper and harer, be as rough as he'd like to which she found him obliging her as he reached out and grasped her mohawk mane. To her orgasmic bliss of course as she arched her back and rode the waves of love and sweet, hot fuck together with him.....

They showed little to no signs of stopping as they were out of the hot tub and into the bedroom, making the springs creak and squeak as made the sheets soaking wet with sweat and sex juices alike. Friday taking him like a champ while even displaying her oral and anal game were no slouch of joke either but she wasn't surprised to find Krillin was particularly enjoying her pussy. It had to be said when it came to sex, he was certainly a man of taste aand culture as she currenly laid flat front on the mattress to bite and grasp the sheet while she took a prone bone fucking as if she were the weak prey being dominated by a real apex predator!!

It was no small wonder the pair were going at it with making another marathon happen in that room, enough so that Krillin still hadn't noticed or realised the hidden cameras. Which continued to beam and transmit a secret stream among a select few individuals who were of course enjoying this pornographic documentary on what was best suited and served for relations betewen human men and furry women. Or just a fancy way of saying this shit was hot, if you were to ask Chloe's personal assistant Persephone as she watched in sercret on her pc. Playing with herself as she mentally made plans to make sure to get her own quality time and fun with the short king sooner than later.....Ms.Sinclair did encourage them to do so for the duration of his stay here after all....

But of course Krillin had no clue at least one or two more of the fine ladies employed under Chloe were having quite a show to enjoy or making plans to have their dose of chestnut loving. For the time being he had a hot sexy monochrome striped chunk of heaven to take to satisfaction avenue and back. He may be outshined by saiyans when it comes to fighting but when it comes to the bedroom and with women? If there was a Tenkaiichi Budokai for sex, he'd be the world champ a hundred times over by now...

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"Not so Silent...."

Krillin knew he'd often read of the concept of Lucid dreams, there was studies aplenty to suggest they were a real experience for many but he highly doubted he'd ever come to experience one himself. But of course leave it to Murphy's law to come around and try to seem like it was going to kick him square in his family jewels as he found that he might be just experiencing such a dream right now. Well more like a nightmare because he found the scenery around him to be like something right of a horror movie set. An eerie, creepy fog covered town seemingly desolate, run down and abandoned, the quintessential ghost town.

Amidst this sea of derelict homes and condemned buildings stood a rusting, dilapidated sign that bore the words "Silent Hill" but something told Krillin instinctually that it wouldn't be the case for long. A place like this surely had something sinister lurking and waiting to inflict who knows what horrors upon him that'd have him wake up kicking and screaming. As if hearing his thoughts, Silent Hill seemed to answer him as the foreboding silence was broken by heavy footsteps and the sound of something sharp scraping along the ground. Part of him knew he should start running but there was that damned hint of curiosity that wanted, had to see what or who was coming his way that he'd have to deal with.

He'd expected something like warped, monstrous versions of someone like Cell or Frieza so imagine his puzzlement to find a toned bombshell of what seemed to be a woman emerging from the depths of the mist. Standing between 7 to 10 feet tall (Really with him being between 4 to 5 feet, just about any and everyone else towered over him), her head fully covered in some bizarre 7 pointed Pyramid helm and clad in little more than shoulder length gloves and thigh high boots. And a peculiar ensemble of straps and a stitched up apron, it and her exposed skin covered in what could clearly only be blood and dragging on the ground behind her in hand was a massive blade like a combat knife for a giant in the military. Feeling briefly like a deer caught in the headlights, it was then and there that Krillin knew it was a good time to run!!

And oh how he ran, something told him trying to fight or fly would do him no good, something about Silent Hill just didn't feel or seem right and cripes was this place a maze!! Loops, false paths, dead ends and every so often, seemingly teleporting out of nowhere or moving faster than she seemed, this Pyramid-Head lady was right on his tail!! It was like this whole town was warping itself to stack the deck in her favour and better enable her to corner him, wherein she'd no doubt inflict who knows what on him. As if just to really lay out the salt set to be poured into his pending wounds, the compact fighter found himself in a dead end,...a room made to look like a love hotel suite?!!

Just when he thought he couldn't be anymore confused or feel weirded out at the scenery before him, a heart shaped queen sized bed, scattered rose petals, an array of laid out scented candles, his attention was brought back to reality when he heard the door slammed shut behind him. Pyramid-head standing before him in all her scarousing glory having just locked it, her visor hidden eyes set on him as he gulped and made a silent prayer to Buddha. Only to find the she-hemoth drop her massive blade, seemingly sensually purring as her hands moved to undo the clasps and buckles to let her apron dress fall off of her Amazonian, statuesque frame. The short king bugging his eyes out and dropping his jaw as Pyramid-Head flashed him in all her naked glory, the blood on her having now somehow become body oil as she made her way on over to him.

He wasn't sure how or what happened next, why things were suddenly playing out like this but this lucid nightmare became like some horror themed wet dream. Laying naked on the silk bedsheets, idly caressing PH's namesake helm as she held her visored gaze on him while she squatted on the floor and gave him a titfuck. Stroking and massaging his cock between her bodacious boobs which were extra slick thanks to the lotion that made her skin have glistening sheen, the mute, sensual monster seemed spurred on by his groans of arousal. As if his pleasure was her motivation, further adding fuel to the fire as a serpent like tongue slithered out from a hidden section of her helm to lick and wrap around his cock.

Before the compact fighter knew it, this statuesque mystery woman had mounted and was straddling his lap as she flexed her amazonian muscles. Bouncing on and riding his cock, his pelvis feeling the the heavy impact of her bubbly ass while she let loose with deep, sexual moans from her ominous helm. It was such a contrast how utterly intimidating she was yet here she was looking and acting like such a porn star. Unable to resist her erotic allure as he found himself grasping her strong hips and bucking his own to meet her much to her delight.

he wasn’t sure how much time was passing, it all seemed to keep on slipping yet move at a snail’s pace all at the same time yet what was constant was the rushing onslaughty of pleasure. The absolute sensation of this enigmatic Sexecutioner's warm, tight and wet pussy strangling his jackhammering cock in its embrace as she welcomed his caresses, his kisses on her body, his firm gropes.Taking her in any and every which possible positon his compact, powerful frame could achieve as she welcomed his assertions of dominance, holding her in her embrace as she took him with her on surfing the tidal waves of climax. Everything seeming to fade to a white light as they shared one final simultaneous orgasm together, Krillin felt himself falling deep into the sudden abyss.....

Only for him to stir awake and sit up, panting as he heard his alarm clock going off which made him reflexiviely reach out to shut it down as he found himself back to reality, safe and warm in his bed. Held in the embrace of his wife...and packing a major case of morning wood, damn that'd definitely been one hell of a wet dream. Scarousing as it was and it had felt so vivid and real that there'd hardly been a difference between feeling asleep or awake. And why did it feel like someone had been watching it all happen?

Unknown to our short king, that had indeed been the case for deep within the limbo of the multiversal cosmos, sitting comfy in her personal domain was Demon Queen Chloe. The infernal flamed skunk bombshell humming sensually to herself as she examined a little chess piece style miniature in her grasp, none other than the female Pyramid-Head which had haunted Krillin in his lucid wet nightmare. Placing it on some mantle lined up with other figurines, the hedonistic anthro overlord smiled as she wondered who to spring next on her potential boytoy for the next dream she planned to surprise him in her little series of ttests. After all she had to make sure the little man and the others would be up to her personal standards....

[nokingsonlyfooles]

WTYP: The Shandor Building, Part 3

[Do you like the colour of the fanfic? This is long and if you expand it you're gonna get the whole thing, because Tumblr hates you. Don't say I didn't warn you!]

Part 1, Part 2

Part 3: An Offer They Couldn't Refuse...

[Beware of strong language, mention of all kinds of death, gore, and Lovecraftian horror.]

[SLIDE:Shandor Studios, with gargoyles.]

A: I’m sorry. Force of habit. [sniff, sigh] So — guess who designed this very studio in which we are recording this episode today?

R: Louis Sullivan. [laugh] I hope.

L: Snoopy.

A: This is the last known surviving Shandor building. And, therefore, the only one that has not burned down under mysterious circumstances, been destroyed by the health department, or disintegrated after summoning a dark god. So, naturally, when they offered to let us record here, I just couldn’t say no!

R: Yeah, that wasn’t really an option.

L: Scared the crap out of me.

R: How did they, uh, “offer” to let us record here?

A: Oh, they texted me.

R: Oh.

A: Now, somebody did peg the phone through my window at three o’clock in the morning, and it didn’t have a SIM card, or even a battery. But it got texts, funnily enough. And I think, possibly, the voices of the damned…?

L: Does it have selenium in it?

A: Possibly…

D [text over slide]: A PORTAL TO A FROZEN WHITE HELL DIMENSION OPENED IN MY REFRIGERATOR AND SCREAMED, “IVO SHANDOR BONUS EPISODE!”  BUT IT CHILLED MY BEER SUPER FAST, AND YOU COULDN’T HEAR THE SCREAMING WITH THE DOOR CLOSED, SO I DIDN’T MIND.

R: Yeah, I don’t know if that’s anything to do with the selenium. Could be more of a dimensional rift. My cats started talking to me in Ancient Sumerian.

L [charmed]: Aww.

A: What did they say?

R: No idea. Couldn’t find a translator.

A: That’s a shame.

R: [laugh] Probably complaining about how I never feed them, like usual.

A: What about you, Liam? Anything weird?

L: My van blew up.

[Postproduction overlay image of Liam’s Van, captioned: Liam’s Van]

A [laughing]: That’s normal, isn’t it?

R: Yeah, that’s just Tuesday.

L: You know, it would be, except then it reformed itself into kind of a chariot-thing…? With a human-headed bull pulling it. It has wings. The human-headed bull has wings. It kicks ass. I named him Gandalf. That’s a good name for anything with a beard.

A: I like Sir Ian McKellen.

L: As a name for something with a beard?

A: Yes, but I also just like him.

L: Ian McKellen doesn’t need a beard, he’s out and proud!

R: Sounds like a lamassu.

L: Is that a Nissan model? What kinda van is that?

[Postproduction overlay image of a lamassu, captioned: Liam’s New Van.]

R: Nah, it’s an ancient Sumerian mythological beast.

L: Well, I rode one here, so it ain’t exactly ancient or mythological, bub.

D [text over slide]: I RODE THERE ON THE MEAT TRAIN WITH ROCZ. A RAVEN FOLLOWED ME HOME.

A [contemplatively]: Gozer Wireless. Do either of you know Gozer Wireless?

L: At least it’s not Verizon.

R: Is that one of those new iPhones?

A: Yes. Much like Liam’s new van, it kicks ass. Except for the voices of the damned exhorting me to do this podcast.

L: Check the settings.

R: Yeah, you can prolly turn that off.

L: Bet it’s a slider.

R: “More haunted, less haunted.”

A: Under “System Alerts”…? Oh, here we go, “Eternal Damnation.” [slight pause] No, it’s just a blood-red screen that says “Hail Gozer the Gozerian.” Ugh. My purse is an engineering disaster. Is this hand sanitizer or slime…?

Part 4

[bowmanstudios]

GEAR

Microphones:

Sure sm57

Sure sm58

Audix i5

Sure Beta 52

Blue Snowball

Behringer C-2 (pair)

Samson C01

Rode NT1A

Hardware:

Scarlett 18i0 audio interface

Mackie 1402-VLZ PRO 14 channel mic/line analog mixer

Guitar amps and pedals:

Helix HX STOMP

Ibanez Turbo Tube screamer

Guitars:

Fender GC140SCE Concert Acoustic-Electric

Yamaha FX335C Dreadnought Acoustic-Electric

Ovation 1311 Natural Acoustic

Fender Nashville Telecaster

Fender Squire Bullet Telecaster

Fender Squire Jazz Bass

Mitchell MU40 Soprano Natural Ukulele

Yamaha CGS 102A Classical Guitar

Keyboards:

Nektar Impact LX61+

Roland U-20

Drums and percussion:

1 big tambourine

1 small tambourine

LP Medium twist shakers

Simmons Titan 50 electronic drum set

Sound Monitoring:

JBL Professional Linear Spatial Reference 3 Series powered studio monitors (pair)

Sony Professional MDR-7506 studio headphones

Sennheiser HD 201 studio headphones

KRK Classic 5 studio monitors (pair)

Computers and visuals:

Apple MacBook Pro 13 inch

Dell flat panel monitor

DAW/software:

Logic Pro X

Pro Tools 12

GarageBand

Avid/Apple/Native Instruments/SoundToys/FabFilter/Waves plugins

Helix HX Edit

Plugins:

Digital EQ’s:

Waves V-EQ4

Fabfilter Pro-Q

Digital Reverbs:

Waves Abbey Road Chambers

Waves H-Reverb Hybrid Verb

Waves Renaissance Reverb

Waves Manny Marroquin Reverb

Relab Development LX480 Reverb

Digital Compressors:

Waves Renaissance Compressor

Waves CLA-3A Compressor/Limiter

Waves Smack Attack

Waves DeEsser

Extras:

Waves SSL G-Channel

Waves Nx Ocean Way Nashville

Waves Z-Noise

Waves WLM Plus Loudness Meter

Waves Tune Real-Time

Waves Vocal Bender

Waves Torque

Waves CLA Bass

Waves Abbey Road J37 Tape

SoundToys Echoboy

VST’s:

Spectronics Keyscapes

Native Instruments Battery

Toontrack EZdrummer 3

Native Instruments Kontakt Electric Guitar

Accessories/miscellaneous/other studio features:

4 XLR cables

4 1/4 inch jack cables

Power supply cables

USB outlet strip

High speed internet and free WIFI

Pencils, pens and paper

Wireless printer available

5 mic stands

Shock mount, pop filter, and 3 windscreens

HEAROS Ultimate Softness earplugs

Mini Samsung T.V. with Roku entertainment

RIF6 electric record player with built-in speakers

Dean Markley Pro Mag humbucker pickup

Culilux 1/4” audio splitter

Rioddas external ODD&HDD disc drive

Pack of CDs for burning

Guitar pick maker with appropriate paper

3 microphone clips

Alesis sustain pedal

Radial PRO-DI passive direct box

DeltaLab digital metronome

AKAI MPD218 beat pad

GiveBest electric heater

Behringer ULTRAACOUSTIC AT109 15-WATT acoustic guitar amplifier

OWC thunderbolt USB-C dock

APC surge protector

MOONGEL damper pads

Pick holder filled with guitar picks (floppy and hard) and a set of thumb picks

2 capos and clip on tuner

KORG TM-50 combo tuner and metronome

Mackie 1402-VLZ PRO 14 channel mic/line analog mixer

NEXIGO web cam

Big Knob passive monitor controller

The Bowman Studios, Dallas, Texas

Producers: Mason Bowman

[princemick]

Bless you for attempting to gif that Lissie video with Daniel. I love the girl but that video is a disaster. Both video and sound are all over the place!

the sound is like the only acceptable one but its because theyre using the rode wireless go which are some of the most reliable and easy to use sound recorders on the market.

lissie is great but I need her to find a better videotographer bc this is so painful.

[jaded-quill]

A decade ago, I was at a certain theme park, taking a simple but enchanting ride on a very famous train.

I was with my family, but somehow ended seated behind a teen or 20-something who was watching a video on her phone, sound on, no headphones.

Ya, you wouldn't catch me supporting the horrible TERF these days, but back then, her horribleness wasn't clear, and I wanted to enjoy the videos on the windows and the voices of beloved characters talking around us.

That sort of thing, I don't expect everyone to be silent, but playing a video at loud volume in a crowded space is just fucking inconsiderate.

The idea that what was an outlier then has become widespread is just... seriously? I've had an old but functional car for most of the years since then, and so haven't been on public transit much, but please say it ain't so.

The only thing that I wonder about (other than who raised these monsters) is if this is because of disappearing headphone jacks? Cause a pair of wired earbuds has never cost that much. But even off-brand airpods or other wireless headsets are an added expense.

That said. You can watch with subtitles or just wait. Seriously. If anyone wants to argue that you need to be able to hear bus announcements or something, fuck right off. You're adding to the background noise, making it harder for everyone to hear. I rode public trasit with headphones for well over a decade, and if I needed to keep an ear out, you know what I did? Either I only put in one ear, or I just didn't listen to shit!

*fumes*

While I think "Eat the Rich" is an infinitely better idea, sometimes I really do sympathize with Hannibal Lecter's stance on eating the Rude.

i'm literally begging people to relearn how to use earbuds and headphones. i don't wanna hear your fucking tiktok while im waiting for my flight.

[jatinde3]

Top Microphones for Studio and Live Use in 2024

Discover the top microphones for studio recording, live performances, and streaming in 2024. Explore brands like Shure, Rode, and Sennheiser for premium sound quality.

Top Microphones for Studio and Live Use in 2024

Whether you're creating a professional studio setup or performing live, having the right microphone is essential for delivering high-quality sound. Here’s a roundup of the best microphones in 2024 that cater to every creator’s needs.

1. Shure SM7B: A Studio Powerhouse

The Shure SM7B remains a favorite for studio recording and voiceovers. Its dynamic design delivers rich, clear vocals, making it a must-have for professionals.

2. Rode Wireless GO II: Ultimate Portability

For creators on the move, the Rode Wireless GO II offers unmatched convenience. This wireless microphone system is perfect for vlogging and outdoor shoots.

3. Sennheiser e835: Built for Live Performances

The Sennheiser e835 is a reliable choice for live performances. Its cardioid polar pattern ensures consistent sound while reducing background noise.

4. Audio-Technica AT4053b: Best for Acoustic Instrument Recording

The Audio-Technica AT4053b excels at capturing the subtleties of acoustic instruments. With its wide frequency response, it’s a top pick for musicians and studio engineers.

5. Blue Yeti X: Ideal for Streaming and Podcasting

The Blue Yeti X combines versatility with modern features, including LED metering for precision control. It’s perfect for streaming and podcasting professionals.

Conclusion:

From the studio-standard Shure SM7B to the versatile Rode Wireless GO II, these microphones cater to diverse applications. Ready to explore more options? Check out our comprehensive Microphone Buying Guide to make the best choice for your setup.

[geekanoids]

Super Useful !!!

ZGCINE ZG-R30 Pro Charging Case for Rode Wireless GO II & Wireless GO & Wireless ME Review

[jatinrw3]

Best Microphones for Studio Recording, Podcasting, and Live Sound

Discover the finest microphones for every audio need: USB microphones, dynamic microphones, and wireless microphones for podcasting, studio recording, and live sound. Compare brands like Shure, Audio-Technica, Sennheiser, and Rode, and find expert tips and microphone reviews to guide your purchase.

Find the Right Microphone for Every Application

When it comes to achieving high-quality sound, the right microphone is essential. Whether you're creating a podcast, recording vocals in a studio, or delivering a live performance, there’s a perfect microphone tailored to your needs. In this guide, we explore the top professional audio gear, including condenser microphones, dynamic microphones, and the best microphones for recording in every scenario.

Microphone Types and Their Features

1. Dynamic Microphones:

Best for: Live sound solutions and stage use.

Features: Durable, handles high sound levels, and resists feedback.

Popular Picks: The Shure SM58 and Sennheiser e845 are industry standards for live performance microphones.

2. Condenser Microphones:

Best for: Studio recording microphones and applications requiring detailed sound.

Features: Sensitive, wide microphone frequency response, and ideal for vocals and acoustic instruments.

Recommended Models: The Rode NT1 and Audio-Technica AT2035 are favorites for home studio setups.

3. USB Microphones:

Best for: Beginners and podcasters needing plug-and-play functionality.

Features: Easy setup, no additional gear required.

Top Choices: The Blue Yeti and Audio-Technica ATR2100x are excellent streaming microphones.

4. Wireless Microphones:

Best for: Flexibility during live performances or events.

Features: Cordless freedom with high-quality sound capture.

Highlights: The Sennheiser EW-DX Series offers reliability and crystal-clear sound.

5. Lavalier Microphones:

Best for: Public speaking, interviews, and video production.

Features: Compact, discreet, and hands-free.

Suggested Models: The Rode SmartLav+ and Shure MVL are top choices.

Key Features to Consider in Microphones

To choose the best microphone, consider these essential features:

Polar Patterns:

Directional microphones (cardioid, supercardioid) focus on sound from a specific direction, reducing unwanted noise.

Omnidirectional microphones capture sound equally from all directions, ideal for group settings.

Noise-Canceling Technology:

Ensures clear recordings by reducing background noise.

Ideal for podcasting microphones and voiceover microphones in noisy environments.

Phantom Power:

Necessary for many condenser microphones; provided via audio interfaces or mixing consoles.

Durability:

Especially important for live sound solutions, where microphones face rough handling.

Frequency Response:

Choose a microphone with a wide frequency range for versatile sound reproduction.

Top Brands for Microphones

Shure: Known for reliable professional audio gear, Shure microphones like the SM7B are industry favorites for podcasting and studio recording.

Audio-Technica: Combining affordability with quality, Audio-Technica offers versatile models like the AT2020 for home studios and content creation.

Sennheiser: A leader in wireless microphones and stage microphones, Sennheiser delivers cutting-edge designs with superior sound clarity.

Rode: Favored by creators, Rode microphones excel in podcasting microphones and streaming microphones, offering excellent value for money.

Neumann: For premium studio recordings, Neumann microphones like the TLM 103 are unmatched in detail and precision.

Microphones for Specific Use Cases

Podcasting and Streaming: For crystal-clear audio, USB microphones like the Blue Yeti and Rode PodMic are tailored for streaming microphones and podcast setups.

Studio Recording: Capture every nuance with condenser microphones like the Neumann TLM 102, ideal for vocals and acoustic instruments.

Live Performances: Dynamic microphones like the Shure Beta 58A ensure robust sound capture and durability for stage use.

Voiceover Work: Directional and noise-canceling models, such as the Audio-Technica AT4040, deliver professional results for narration and voice acting.

Public Speaking and Events: Wireless microphones and lavalier microphones like the Sennheiser AVX offer convenience and freedom during presentations.

Budget-Friendly Options and Buying Tips

Finding an affordable microphone without compromising quality is easier than ever. Look for models like the Samson Q2U, which offers excellent performance on a budget. For detailed comparisons, check microphone reviews and follow a microphone buying guide to match features to your specific needs.

Conclusion: Enhancing Your Audio Experience

Whether you’re recording at home, streaming content, or performing on stage, the right microphone can elevate your sound quality. From USB microphones for simplicity to wireless microphones for mobility, there’s a perfect solution for everyone.

To complete your setup, pair your microphone with audio interfaces, mixing consoles, and other sound reinforcement equipment for professional-grade results.

For expert recommendations and product comparisons, visit our Complete Microphone Guide, where we help you find the best microphone for your project.

[musicvalla]

The Best Wireless Microphones for Live Singing Performances

When it comes to live performances, having the best mic for singing can make or break a show. Singers need microphones that not only enhance their vocals but also provide freedom of movement and consistent sound quality. Wireless microphones are a top choice for live singing due to their mobility and advanced features. In this article, we’ll explore the best wireless microphones for singing, their benefits, and what makes them stand out.

Why Choose Wireless Microphones for Singing?

Wireless microphones are ideal for singers who perform on stage because they eliminate the restrictions of cables, allowing for dynamic performances. Whether you're belting out ballads or engaging in dance-heavy routines, these mics let you move freely without worrying about tripping over cords.

The microphone best for live singing will have the following qualities:

Clear Sound Quality: Capturing the nuances of your voice is crucial. A good wireless mic ensures your audience hears you clearly.

Reliable Connectivity: Wireless mics should have a stable connection to prevent dropouts during performances.

Durability: Live performances can be demanding, so the mic needs to withstand wear and tear.

Battery Life: Long-lasting batteries are essential to avoid interruptions mid-performance.

Which Microphone Is Best for Singing Live?

Here are some top choices for the best wireless microphones for singing in 2024:

Shure SM58 Wireless System

Known as the industry standard, the Shure SM58 is perfect for live vocals. Its wireless variant offers exceptional sound clarity and a rugged design. The mic's cardioid pattern helps isolate the singer's voice while minimizing background noise.

Sennheiser EW 100 G4

This wireless mic system is favored by professionals for its robust signal, crisp audio, and user-friendly setup. Its ability to handle high sound pressure levels makes it suitable for singers with powerful vocals.

Audio-Technica ATW-1102

Offering affordability without compromising quality, the Audio-Technica ATW-1102 is an excellent choice for beginners and intermediate singers. Its lightweight design and strong signal ensure reliability on stage.

AKG DMS100

This digital wireless microphone system boasts low latency, making it great for live performances. The AKG DMS100 ensures clear audio transmission, even in crowded frequency environments.

Rode Wireless GO II

While often used for spoken word, the Rode Wireless GO II is a versatile option for acoustic singers or small venue performances. Its compact size and high-quality sound make it a practical choice.

How to Choose the Best Microphone for Singing Live

Selecting the right microphone for singing depends on several factors, including your vocal style, the type of performance, and your budget. Here’s a quick guide:

Consider Your Voice Type

If you have a soft voice, choose a mic with a sensitive diaphragm to capture subtle details. For powerful singers, look for mics that can handle high sound pressure levels without distortion.

Assess Your Performance Environment

If you perform in noisy venues, a mic with excellent noise rejection is crucial. For outdoor gigs, prioritize durability and weather resistance.

Think About Portability

Some wireless systems come with bulky receivers. Ensure the setup is easy to transport and set up.

Check the Battery Life

Opt for microphones with long-lasting batteries or rechargeable options to avoid interruptions during a performance.

Read Reviews and Test Before Buying

Try out different models to see which one complements your voice best. Reviews from other singers can also offer valuable insights.

What Are the Songs That Sound Best on These Microphones?

Certain songs showcase the qualities of a great wireless microphone better than others. Here’s a list of songs for singing live to test your mic's performance:

"Rolling in the Deep" by Adele: A powerhouse ballad that tests a mic's ability to handle dynamic vocal ranges.

"Shape of You" by Ed Sheeran: Ideal for testing clarity and tone in pop performances.

"Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen: A classic that requires precision and versatility to capture its intricate layers.

"Someone Like You" by Adele: Perfect for assessing how well a mic captures emotional depth and subtle vocal nuances.

Benefits of Using the Best Mic for Singing

Enhanced Vocal Performance: A quality mic amplifies your voice while preserving its natural tone.

Audience Engagement: Wireless mics let you connect with your audience by moving around freely.

Professional Sound: Reliable microphones ensure you sound polished and professional, whether you’re a beginner or a seasoned performer.

Conclusion

Finding the microphone best for live singing is essential for any vocalist who wants to shine on stage. Wireless microphones offer unmatched mobility and sound quality, making them a favorite among performers worldwide. Whether you're covering iconic songs or performing original tracks, the best wireless microphone for singing will help your voice reach every corner of the venue.

By choosing the right mic, you can focus on delivering an unforgettable performance, leaving the technical worries behind. Test a few options, assess your needs, and invest in a microphone that complements your style. Remember, your microphone is more than just a tool—it’s your gateway to connecting with your audience.