Virtual Band - The Members of The Virtual Group

The Members of The Virtual Group

The members of virtual groups are animated characters, and, like any other fictitious character, have their own personality, voice, history, and playing style. For example, Alvin, the 'front-munk' of the Chipmunks, is considered mischievous, Ragz Mo' Rocka's, group leader, Grayscale is a genius & DJ, while Murdoc of Gorillaz is a demonic fingered bass player.

The style of animation used for depicting the characters varies. Some groups, like The Archies, Gorillaz, Peepall and Alvin and the Chipmunks, are hand-drawn characters, and much of their media use traditional animation and cartooning techniques. Others, such as Crazy Frog, JuJu Eyeballs, Genki Rockets, and The Bots, are computer-generated. Mistula is distinct from many of their counterparts by being animated using stop motion.

Some people consider puppetry as a form of animation; this consideration means groups like Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem can be considered virtual.

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