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[Pensive]

A Letter Killed Him.

What was it? Who wrote it? No one knows, because kilted tore the letter in pieces after receiving it in front of his old friend, Dean Hill. After that occasion, he was nowhere to be seen and Alas, after a few days of that incident, a dead body was found and it was recognized to be Kilted's. Poor one, he will be missed.

[cuppajoe_9]

A few scattered bright blue feathers were all that remained of Pensive after a gang of unusually large sparrows exacted their brutal revenge. A high-ranking gang member, who identified himself only as The Beak, was quoted as saying "Right, well we was sick of 'er always layin 'er eggs in other birds nests, now wasn't we? It ain't right. It's just lazy, innit?" A local reporter asked if the gang might possibly have mockingbirds confused with cukoos. Then everybody had a good laugh. The Beak was heard to remark "The Rob Roys made a right auld slits in a dress out of that one. We done gone an' offed the Pete Tong bird.", but nobody has any idea what he was talking about.

[Pendragon]

News Bulletin:

There has been a murder most fowl, as Inspector Mortimer Graves put it. It seems that Cuppajoe was having his usual cuppa with a mysterious stranger whom witnesses describe as "An odd bird, that 'un." Joe's cuppa proved to have a deadly poison in it, and he died in record time in fearful agony. A black rose was left by his body, with a note: "Hee, youse gotta drink yer own poison, pal, capisce?" A white and black feather was also inside the note. Graves stated this may deal with the paranormal…

[kathycf]

Like that fabled chicken of riddles, Pendragon just had to cross the road. While on this perilous journey, a mad pack of women drivers on their way to the "coffee for the girls" thread mowed him down accidently. Yipes! :eek:

[kilted exile]

The mad women drivers from the previous post forget to turn off their headlights and kill the battery, when attempting to jump start the car Kathy electrocutes herself by getting the cable polarities mixed up.

[Bookworm89]

While playing bagpipes, Kilted Exile trips on his kilt and falls from the cliff into the deep water below and becomes lunch for the Loch Ness Monster.

[mir]

yum! :p

While happily munching on the collected works of William Shakespeare in a deserted library, Bookworm came upon a TYPING ERROR (gasp! :lol:) and fell down dead out of horror!! (his corpse later joined to many zombies at LitNet! welcome to the ranks of the many-times-undead!! :D)

[Pendragon]

SIGNAL FROM SPACE!

A very weak signal from outer space was picked up last night, believed to come from the abandoned U.S.S.R. Space Station, Mir. One had to listen very closely, and Doctor Mortimer Graves, Paranormal Investigator, stated that it might be an "EVP", or "electronic voice phenomena". A woman's faint voice was clearly heard: "Why was I abandoned? I'd kill for a cuppa." The words were repeated several times then a sigh, and silence. We may never know for sure.

[Jouzou]

An unlucky terrorist was given a mission to bomb Pentagon. He read the name of the target wrong :(

[Bookworm89]

While taking a trip around the world in eighty days, Jouzou's hot air balloon malfunctioned over the Eiffel Tower. Well...

[mir]

On a sunny day in June, Bookworm found an abandoned glass bottle lying on the beach . . . upon rubbing it, a genie appeared!! The djinn agreed to grant Bookworm three wishes. however, after letting him play piano like Mozart and talk to trees, the genie decided that he'd done enough, given that Bookworm would play arias on his piano and then talk to it. he disappeared in a puff of smoke. unfortunately, he and his bottle had been floating in the air at the time, and the bottle fell on Bookworm's head and killed him.

And his piano.

[kathycf]

The tale of the fatal lipgloss


Unknown to her, mir was wearing a lipgloss originally made by Lucrezia Borgia. What is that old motto? Live hard, die young and leave a good looking corpse? Sure, and also with just lovely green lips...

[OZEED]

*BREAKING NEWS*
"over to you Bob....."and this report just in, famed girly geek Kathcf committed suicide last night on an overdose of milk of human kindness, it seems in an effort to make up for the apparent shortage of the virtue, she went a bit far.
another breaking story, the situation is growing extremely volatile on the Lit-forum with all manner of hot beverage threads popping up all over the place, Admin could not be reached for comments and it is not know if the Mods will declare a state of emergency....

[Pendragon]

Dateline: Fairyland

This just in from somewhere over the rainbow, in that magical kingdom known as OZ. It seems that Prince OZEED was on his way from Emerald City to visit Glinda, Good Witch of the South. While crossing the hill of the Hammerheads, poor Prince OZEED became careless and was knocked into a ravine by one of these telescoping-necked vagabonds. While it is true that no one ever dies in OZ, Prince OZEED will not be much good at the bottom of the quicksand bog at the bottom of the ravine either!

[OZEED]

many dragons were selected, but "OUT OF MANY ONE" was chosen.Sorry mate your numbers up.
"take aim, FIRE!!!!"

[mir]

a sad incident occurred yesterday on litnet when resident Ozeed, age unknown, was attacked and trampled to death by an angry stampede of women he had not allowed onto his threads. he was seen to be drinking beer while driving his sports car just before the calamity, and the car was crushed with him (and his beer) inside. a moderator was on the scene, but instead of stopping the horde, she was seen to be screaming, "go, go, go!!" and throwing "ban user" badges at the car. ah, poor Ozeed . . . :lol:

[Pensive]

Who Kidnapped The Birthday Girl?

It was said that Mir received the Mona Lisa's painting as a birthday gift. Someone, who is unknown yet, kidnapped her, and the next day, she was found dead by the police near the river.

Mona Lisa's painting still rests in the museum. It was not the real painting which poor Mir was having, but still the cruel people took her and wasted her life. May those dreadful people be punished!

[Pendragon]

http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~kpt/terraquest/va/science/penguins/0513.32.gif

Um, I ain't so great at makin' da speeches heah, so shaddap! We ain't packing dese flowers 'cuz we opened a shop, capisce? Da boys and me, we're pulling a little rub out of a dirty rat of a squealer down near da East River, and dis little birdie heah flew down de wrong alley at de wrong time. Shame, we didn't have nuttin' again her, see, but what could we do? Little birdies got a tendency to sing, ya know. I'm guessing she's gettin' fitted for wings and a harp, right now. What? Youse tink I ain't got no sediments, or what? Eh? Maybe youse like to join her or maybe youse end up wit the dude in da red suit down dere? Put da flowers up dere, boys, and get dose hats off! Youse got not respect fer the dead or what? http://www.cosgan.de/images/midi/tiere/c010.gif

[kathycf]

Pendragon went to Disney Land and got in the teacup ride for a spin. A freakish accident happened and the teacup broke loose from it's moorings and went hurtling into space at 1000 mph. He could be heard shouting "Leave all my assets to Kathyyyyyyyyy" as he flew off. Said teacup has still not been recoverd, nor the body of our beloved Pen. Cruel fate! :cold:

[Pensive]

I Will Rather Die Than Admitting You The Ruler!

It is the begining of a dark age. Harry Potter is killed during the war, and Voldemort is the ruler of the world now. Everywhere, Voldemort has spreaded his death-eaters to observe people. He has punished/murdered all those people who spoke against him, and kathycf, sadly, is also one of those martyr.

[OZEED]

funny thing happened yesterday on my way home from work, this funny looking blue bird decides to peck on the power cable for lunch, needless to say after a few seconds.....BIZZZZZZZ!!! FRIED CHICKEN.

[Pendragon]

Dateline: Washington, DC In the ongoing struggle for homeland security, The FBI arrested a man today trying to board a plane. Although he did not look the slightest bit suspicious, no one could understand a single word he said. It was determined, by his indicating himself and saying "Ozeed", that that was his name, but the rest was what the FBI described as "gibberish." It was later determined that the man spoke only Latin, a language long thought dead. Then came the horrible surprise. A doctor called to give the man a check-up so he could be released, announced that "Ozeed" actually was dead and had been for centuries as far as he could tell! The man is still under observation while science tries to figure out how a dead man lives. http://www.industreal.spb.ru/smiles/mummy.gif

[mir]

Pendragon was called in to identify the miraculous body of the undead Ozeed. after pretendin never to have met the guy, he was "escorted" outside by a team of thugs with MDs. Thereupon, he drank from a vial and turned into a strange mixture of Mr. Hyde, the invisible man, and a vampire woman. :D unfortunately, before he could escape over the rooftops, one of the thugs began to speak in pig latin!!! Pendragon was so horrified he fell straight over, stunned, halfway up the wall and squished on the pavement. but then again, being true to the movie, who knows if the part-Quartermain extraordinaire will rise again . . . O.o

[Pendragon]

Ah, distinctly we remember, t’was in the month known as November.
And cigars glowed with fiery embers as we gathered at the club.
All of us Gentlemen Extraordinary, spoke of mystery and things scary,
When there came a sound quite dreary from the door to the street outside:
Some ghastly dreary moaning echoed in the evening air from the street outside—
“I think you are all a bunch of rotten stinkers, I hope you die there in your club!”
This Mir cried out before the bus smashed her,
Only this, and Nothing more!

Pendragon

[Pensive]

He Talk Of Poems

He could do nothing when his dear wife died. His poems full of hope of her returning back did not work at all. The grief over-came him and caught his life. :bawling:

[shinigami]

Mwahahahha... *dramatic music plays*
I am back... now who shall taste my wrath??!?
Oh.. Pensive dear.. such a shame....

Pensieve as far as I can recall, was shot when she was trying to escape after being accused by a white child of molesting him...
< Can anyone tell me who, it is I'm referring to and from what book?>

[Pendragon]

Shinigami, Goddess of Death and Destruction, met her demise at a meeting of the Gods when Atlas, still bearing the Earth on his vast shoulders, thought the seat was empty and sat on her. The Gods being The Gods, she will probably return, so if I were Atlas, I would watch my back... side! :lol:

[shinigami]

Yes, and that was really rude of Atlas... too bad he's been detained at the Correctional Facilty for Gods and Other Immortal Beings.... which is Pluto by the way, Pendragon met his untimely demise when the Gods, wanting to test his might appointed him Atlas' recently vacated job.. Sadly, someone obese jumped and the vibrations caused Pen's bones to break... Poor Pen... we'll miss you.

[Vada Dagon]

It was 5am the day after Thanksgiving. Among the feet of the crowd Shinigami could be found. She was determined to get a bargain no matter what the cost. The doors opened the rush of wind, people pushed and shoved just to get in. In the midst of the confusion little Shinigami was lost in the crowd. Without realizing what he'd done Pendragon, he had crushed poor Shinigami her under his big club.

[shinigami]

Hm... you really didn't kill me because I am immortal.. the GODdess of Death and Destruction so Pen's club split in two. I got up and threw the halves and both hit Vada.. one on his head which made it swell a lot and one below the belt which killed him...

[Vada Dagon]

LOL! Wow, the anger of it all. Oh, Well.

Now dead Vada sees the Pheonix and it tells him that he's to go back and finish what he's started. So Vada wakes and swings his tail sending Shinigami hurtling up into the air. Thinking that shinigami was his target he spits fire and turns her into to ashes. Then without a hint of hesitation he jumps into flight and freezes her in mid air. So now Shinigami is not only ashes but gathered ashes that hung in the air.

[shinigami]

I am once again reborn, I kill the damn bird and eat it. Contrary to popular belief, Phoenixes are not immortal.. Kill them when their still an egg.... I take my scythe and behead Vada... quick and simple... yet.. No one mourns...

[Vada Dagon]

LOL!

Although, beheaded I am not dead because the silly goddess of death, forgot that I can regrow my head. Now that I have two heads, I grab the queen of death with each jaw and rip her apart in two. To ensure that she's not reborn, I'll fly to Hades and bury her under the Dozmare lake. For good measure I place Cerberus the mutli headed dog to keep watch over her.

[shinigami]

Regrow to grow again.... not to have a new one alongside it... My pet is Cereberus, and y did you kill the Queen of Death? What did she do to you?? Oh well...

[Pendragon]

The Judgment of Shinigam

Goddess she was of Death and Destruction twain,
And many she lay low before the breath of her wrath.
But even an immortal answers to someone further up the chain--
And ceaseless eons even bring an end to Death...
The Four Great Elementals sat in judgment on their thrones,
Earth, Air, Water, and Fire; each in a Dragon guise.
Shinigam stood proud before them, for she would bow to none;
But she trembled at the sight of those all-seeing Eyes.
A puff of smoke before them glowed, there Pendragon stood,
No longer dead, but now restored to life once more.
Shini shouted to the Elementals "I shall slay him again, it will feel good!
"For I have tasted of the Dragon's blood and I defy you four!"
But if one is looking for that Goddess today that once was called Shinigam:
There is a place so cold it burns, a place called Nifelheim. . .

Pendragon

[shinigami]

I come back from the place that has robbed me my appendages color, and I come back for revenge... I have come back because of Paradise' Kiss and I bring back my scythe but from where I am.. I can not get to where Pendragon is... so I settle for waiting... waiting...

[Pensive]

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Shinigami is dying to get the meaning of this sentence. Well, curiosity makes her to go to the Dark Forest to find out the meaning of this mysterious sentence, and there she is eaten by Big Ogre. Poor shinigami! It is not always wise to trust curiosity!

[shinigami]

I get regurgitated by the Ogre, I get mad coz' the ogre made me smell like vomit... I teleport to Neverland and find Pensieve who's still flying... I warp him to Harper Lee's "To Kill A Mockingbird" where he plays Tom Robinson's role... If you've read the book, you know Pen's dead...

[Pendragon]

But Shinigami had done an hellish thing,
And it would work her woe:
For all averred she had killed the bird
That caused the wind to blow . . .
"Ah wretch!" said they, "the bird to slay,
That made the breeze to blow!"


With apologies to
The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

[mir]

. . .

well, i haven't read that anyways, so we're good. :D

In a galaxy far, far, far, far, far, etc. away, a despotic kingdom has lost its ruler. the Great and Almighty Pen'Drgon has fallen into a black hole and nobody knows where he has gone. however, from the other side of the universe, the kingless world has received a signal from a planet beleived to be so backward as to be useless to pay attention to. Message reads: Have taken control of worldwide empire known as Lit'Net. Am slowly going insane. please help.

Three weeks later a new message was received. it read: Brain exploded from too much forum'ing. attempting to reincarnate.
Blargh.

[kathycf]

Accident in the Jello factory!

This just in...it appears that Litnet member and chessmaster mir has been declared dead. While on a tour of a popular gelatin dessert factory the young lady fell into a vat and suffocated. We believe the flavor was "Cherry Berry".

[Pendragon]

CAN THE DEAD SPEAK?

Dateline: Salem. A strange little man with grey hair who calls himself Mortimer Graves, a paranormal investigator (whatever that is, this reporter confesses his ignorance), has indicated that he has come here due to sighting of The Lady in White, sometimes called "Resurrection Kathy". Graves claims that if he can find this wandering “dead undying” (his words, not mine), he will be able to ask her questions that may reveal once and for all why she died and why she keeps returning to this area. Personally, I think Graves has been sniffing formaldehyde, but I have seen glimpses of the so-called "ghost". http://www.industreal.spb.ru/smiles/ghost.gif

[Laindessiel]

funny thing happened yesterday on my way home from work, this funny looking blue bird decides to peck on the power cable for lunch, needless to say after a few seconds.....BIZZZZZZZ!!! FRIED CHICKEN.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

That was so darn funny, Oz. "BIZZZZZ!!! FRIED CHICKEN." Couldn't have though of a better death for the bird (not offending or insulting, Pensy dearest!!!!!! Just for plain fun!)

Get Uncle Pen out of the computer. Confiscate his writing materials. Burn his hands to ashes. And get that pipe out of his mouth.

Sure death.

[mir]

Laindessiel, a new addition to LitNet, met with an unfortunate calamity a short time ago. she was grazing through the forum (munch munch) with her sister close behind, when she discovered that the two of them had POSTED ON THE SAME THREAD!!! she immediatly tried to remedy the situation by editing Toni out, but he soon REPOSTED!! there is little news yet on the sibling rivalry, but since Laindessiel got lost on her way to challenge Toni, there may be no news for some time. :p

[ShoutGrace]

It seems that everything that goes up must come down . . . mir, that outlandish satellite of NaNoWriMo fame has suddenly come back to earth, aye, even into the earth - she was found in her room, face down on her writing pad, pen in hand, head too tired to continue on . . . .

10 days of constant novel writing without sleep is not good for the brain, or health in general, it seems. :D

[kathycf]

Poor ShoutGrace. He should have never gone into the forest ahead of Little Red Ridinghood. Alas, the woodsman was unable to free dear Shout from a wolf's tummy. Alledgedly the wolf begged for such an extreme rememdy as it was suffering from severe indigestion....;) :p

[Kelly_Sprout]

Kathy was dying to receive a clever response. We will miss her!

[shinigami]

Kelly Sprout was eaten by the Flanders' Tom and Rob...

:)

[toni]

Little shinigami went to swimming at the beach one fateful day and got swallowed by a huge whale, thinking she was a plankton like everyone else.

[Pensive]

I Like Winter.
Toni loves Winter. Day by day, earth is getting more and more hot. Cold climiate is found scarcely where she lives.

She decides to migrate from the hot place, but her home-land is guided by people who don't let young people run away from the country so they kill Toni while she/her (?) is attempting to leave the country.

Poor Toni will be missed!

[toni]

The scientist have just discovered that Cute Pensy has Birdflu!

[Kelly_Sprout]

Like a poem in a hurricane
Or a star 'mid broken glass
Halucigenic journey
Through a jungle of dried grass

In a moment of uncertainty
On ocean waves of strife
Yet with calm and sweet serentiy
Poor Toni lost her life.

[kathycf]

Kelly_Sprout mistakenly wandered into a Vegetarian Association banquet and was served as the first course.

[Pensive]

Kathy got heavily drunk and jumped into a river.

[Pendragon]

ALARM CAUSES HARM!

Dateline. Pakistan:

A car alarm went off on a busy parking lot outside a shopping mall, or at least that is what the man who fired two shots at his own car assumed. As he was being restrained by police, the man, who name was withheld as charges are pending, screamed: "They won't break into my new car and live!" As it turns out, there was no break in, nor did the car alarm go off. A mocking bird was found drilled by the man's bullet. The bird had given the exact tone of a car alarm, and so met it's fate from the enraged owner... :(

[kathycf]

Pendragon, Pendragon come back I do beg
Alas for the dragon he fell like an egg

He is no more, he sleeps with poor Humpty
That great big egg whose last name was Dumpty

Why oh why did you sit on that wall?
If you push on an egg, it surely will fall.

[mir]

poor Kathy. poor, poor Kathy. pooooooooooooooor Kathy. POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR kathy.

her name - along with herself - was worn out from being used too much! :p

[Pendragon]

Mir was struck by a passing comet and veered off-orbit into a spiral that will eventually take her into a black hole. "In space no one can hear you scream..."

[Scheherazade]

Beloved Forum member Pendragon died early this morning when the doctors could not stop his bleeding despite all their efforts. A paramedic said, 'The cuts were so deep that there was nothing anyone could do. I don't know what he was thinking when he tried to juggle all those knives.'

Guess one thing his Mama forgot to teach him was that not to play with knives.

He will always be remembered fondly by those who have been lucky enough to know him.

[Taliesin]

It is our sad duty to inform you that the famous and beloved Wigged Woman perished when combating an archvillain who could command wind.
Using her usual tactic, Wigged Woman would read "Mrs Dalloway" to her enemies until they would beg for mercy or just melt from agony, her own ears protected by her thick wig. However, this villain, using the her wind powers, blew away the heroine's wig which caused the instant death of the Wigged Woman due to hearing a passage of "Mrs. Dalloway" spoken by herself.
It was found out that the Wigged Woman was none else but the beloved sub-tyrant of the Lit-forums, Scheherezade. She will be sorely missed.

[Laindessiel]

Scheherazade is in a place where she would not want to be. Definitely not, I think. A tiny bottle with no oxygen wouldn't be such a good place to have your dinner at.

Peter Pan got tired of Tinkerbell "tinkering" with his clothes and his shadow and WAKING HIM UP IN THE EARLIEST OF THE MORNINGS just to accompany her to drink some dewdrops, and frusrated now he is, he decided to go to the Fairyland and get a replacement for Tink. And that's where he found a "lovely, lovely fairy garbed in a black dress with fiery red wings." So he got her, went back to Never-neverland and the two became very, very close.

One night, the "lovely fairy" was jolted in her sleep, hearing an alarming sound. It's Captain Hook! And he's come to fight off Peter Pan for the millionth time! Suddenly, the fairy woke Peter up. And Peter, thinking it was still the darned Tinkerbell waking him up so early, without thinking and opening his eyes, clamped the fairy's wings together (which hurt a lot, the fairy said), lifted it up to his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. Nowhere is the fairy to be found but inside Peter Pan's paunch along with his dinner of squirrels and wood.

(I don't actually know if Peter eats un-normal food.)

[kathycf]

Taliesin and Laindessiel decided one fine day that it would be loads of fun to climb Mount Everest and have a picnic. They set off one lovely summer day, forgetting that it gets colder and colder the higher one climbs.It is said that on the anniversary of this horrid day you can still hear a "whisper" on the wind...

"You idiot, you forgot to pack the parkas!!!!!:cold: :cold: :cold:

[toni]

Kathycf never went surfing.
Not really.
She just thought it would be great fun to just try it out For Once.-In fact, life is all about experiences, she says..
So off to the beach she went... Ah, the conditions are perfect! The waves were quite overwhelming, but she didn't mind one bit...
Surfing...surfing..... surfing....

And BAm- a tsunami.

Poor kathycf surfed to heaven....May you rest in peace, my dear friend...

[Pensive]

Mr. Bush has a dog named Toni. He loves his Toni but when Bush's girl friend gets in between the dog and Mr. Bush, it really pisses the poor dog off. So the creature decides to bite off Toni, Bush's girl friend to death.

Poor Toni. It wasn't her fault, why did she had to go! She will be missed!

[Pendragon]

Was It Death?

As the Autumn turns to Winter,
And colder now the breezes blow--
Gone are all the lovely flowers,
Covered in a blanket of purest snow.
From my front porch I see the mountain,
The hoar-frost white upon the trees.
And I miss the singing of the songbird
That thrilled me with her repertoire.
But the mocking bird forgot to migrate,
Even when the skies grew gray.
She sang her heart out through the stillness,
Until the cold took her away.
But just as flowers sleep in winter
Deep beneath the frozen ground;
The sun may yet warm the cold, still feathers
And bring our singer back around...

Pendragon ;)

[mir]

A dragon ate the PAM's pen! He jumped out the window to follow the inky behemoth. Unfortunately, he forgot that he couldn't fly. Tsk-tsk, Pen . . . should have called Penseive for help . . . :p

[kathycf]

The PAM was assasinated by my secret band of ninja assasin minions after trying to beat me in chess. *cue scary music* None shall beat me, for I have the golden pawn power!!!! Muwahaha!

BTW, the police shall never find me, I have a secret underground lair....

[camel lights]

kathycf died in Cairo by his ninja soldiers..It was justice imo.LOL! nice game!

[Pendragon]

The wind blows hot across the airid plains,
And swirls the sand and dust anround the last remains,
Of a noble soul called "Camel Lights"--
Who when starting the journey thought it would be all right
Not to overburen the camel with too much weight
And so skimped on the water chosen to take
Figuring that the oasis would serve to make up the need:
The bones lie near the oasis, within ten feet...

Pendragon

[kathycf]

Gah! Pen got in just before me! Now, I must edit. Hmmm....Pendragon was scared to death after seeing a movie with an evil clown in it. Clowns: sooner or later they'll get you too.


camel lights was completely mistaken about the justice part, and for thinking my minions would ever turn against me, for I am their queen. :p In retaliation the ninjas coat camel with honey and let loose the fire ants.

Wow! That is a bad way to go!

[camel lights]

Yeah,I know I wasn't right kathycf..or I hope I wasnt or well nevermind..

Anyway I 'll make a new death for you..lol.

Car accident..You were driven like a devil man..Hopefully you were alone.

LOL..funny game and with intergity imho.

[Pendragon]

http://home.online.no/~smpeders/se-033.jpg



LUNG CANCER. NEED I SAY MORE? http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/494.gif

[camel lights]

HaHaha..no.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v297/thinkwilder/lighning.bmp

[Serenata]

Death by coconut falling from tree.

[Pendragon]

Dream of Death

Why does it seem that every magical lass,
Who becomes known in fairyland;
Starts off on the broad plains of Kansas
And just like Dorothy, somehow go wandering?
Sweet Serenata, loved her sugar-gliders,
To her, they were never pets, but friends.
When they would soar, she would wish herself small enough to be a rider,
And on their backs, sail away to Neverland.
Now today, a cloud is o're her roof top,
And inside, the voices break and weep.
They found her with her gliders and it seems their breath had stopped.
And that Serenata and her sugar-gliders slept their final sleep.
But if they could only see beyond the veil of mist upon their eyes:
There goes Serenata finally riding on her gliders sailing by...

Pendragon

[davoarid]

The person above me died when her unicorn crashed in the forest of Azeroth and, while she miracuslously survived the fall, it was short-lived, as she was eaten by a cyclops.

[Pendragon]

Davoarid was found charbroiled to a crisp. It may have had something to do with his mistaking Pendragon for a female, and thus enraging the usually quite peaceful Dragon. We are not sure that this was the case, but reports of a strong smell of kerosene about the remains do cast suspicion upon the Dragon, as he was well know to drink several flagons of the fluid with his anthracite at mealtimes. The Dragon cannot be found for questioning.

http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c45/phil_c_646/postpoems/sepia_mists.jpg

[higley]

The PAM was slain by an errant knight who took a wrong turn and mistook Pendragon for a different dragon that had kidnapped twenty princesses and a few bishops--he should have taken the left at Alberquerque.

[Shalot]

Has anyone done this before? The PAM was punched in the eye so many times that it caused a brain hemorrhage. And she died.

[mir]

the PAM's new avatar hexed him with the Evil Eyebrow! :lol:

[Pendragon]

The PAM was slain by an errant knight who took a wrong turn and mistook Pendragon for a different dragon that had kidnapped twenty princesses and a few bishops--he should have taken the left at Alberquerque.Good one, Shortstuff! :lol: :lol: :lol:

[Pendragon]

Mir also seems to have been affected by the mysterious illness known as "Gender Misconception", as we seem to recall Shalot being a lady. The illness is usually fatal.

[mir]

. . . OOPS

Sorry, Shalot! i do know you're female! your avatar hexed me, it's all his fault! :p

Pendragon spent so much time flipping between the Insult-the-PAM and Compliment-the-PAM threads that he (i know you're a guy! :D) insulted somebody by accident on the Compliment thread! we haven't seen him since . . . but the Admins do look rather full lately. . . O_o

[Pendragon]

Sailing along through the depths of space, Mir felt secure. Her sensors detected no problems. Then a door opened in the very fabric of Space itself, and Mir and her ship vanished. Pendragon had opened a dimensional doorway to empty his trash, when Mir flew right through it into his cave. These doorways shift from time to time without warning. Thinking himself under attack, he incinerated her immediately. Ah, well, shift happens…:alien: http://www.industreal.spb.ru/smiles/xt.gif

[kathycf]

The PAM was kidnapped by an especially ill-tempered extraterrestial and was never seen again.However a long loud belch did echo across the Gamma Quadrant one night shortly after the disappearence, as if some creature has just enjoyed a lovely dinner. :alien: :alien: :alien: :alien:

[Pendragon]

Kathy: Reduex

The streets of Old Salem are again disquietened,
The populace out half-dressed into the lanes--
Why are so many folk distressed and frightened?
Why the staring eyes and chest pains?
She-who-must-not-be-named again has risen,
Buried once again the ground can never hold her still.
Her return from death is almost a given--
None may match the awesome power that drives her will.
They watch with bated breath to see if she passes,
Hoping against hope she does not stop or pause;
They wish to see the back of those dark tresses
Pass over the hill, out of sight, and gone!
But fools they are, for she'll just return once more:
I'd be oiling the hinges on the old vault door...

Pendragon

http://home.comcast.net/~jay.schmidt/ft.warren/lady.jpg

[Poetess]

PAM brings death to life

[kathycf]

Tragedy at the Bubblegum plant!
Sad news, dear friendss. Our beloved Poetess has succumbed to a fatal popping while working her shift at the bubblegum factory. Services will be held on Monday...



Kathy: Reduex

The streets of Old Salem are again disquietened,
The populace out half-dressed into the lanes--
Why are so many folk distressed and frightened?
Why the staring eyes and chest pains?
She-who-must-not-be-named again has risen,
Buried once again the ground can never hold her still.
Her return from death is almost a given--
None may match the awesome power that drives her will.
They watch with bated breath to see if she passes,
Hoping against hope she does not stop or pause;
They wish to see the back of those dark tresses
Pass over the hill, out of sight, and gone!
But fools they are, for she'll just return once more:
I'd be oiling the hinges on the old vault door...

Pendragon

http://home.comcast.net/~jay.schmidt/ft.warren/lady.jpg
How much do I love this poem! Thank you, Pen.:)

[Pendragon]

Well, thank you Kathy. :) And since I had already composed Poetess's death poem, I just post it too. ;)

For The Poetess in Black

I sought among the Cedars of Lebanon for The Poetess,
But for all my seeking, she remained vanished and gone.
I sought through the cities, the villages, and each oasis;
I called and I called, but my voice echoed alone.
Then in a great cloud of dust, the Mighty Djinni of the Desert,
Stood before me and cried. “Mortal! What seekest thou here in this place?”
For a moment the presence of this awesome being held my tongue inert—
Then I said, “Mighty Djinni! I seek a lady. Hath thou seen her face?”
For a moment the great face grew angry, then it gave a sigh;
“Poetess, thou callest her. Ah, ‘tis the same with even we.
Knowesth thou not this is the fate of thine entire race—to finally die?
Or that even we Djinni sometimes can get lonely?”
He sighed once again. “I suppose thou wilt be wanting her back.
But we shall just borrow her a while yet. Her life’s not over yet…”

Pendragon

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/ArabianKnight.jpg

[Pensive]

Death Strikes Pendragon

Some pens are poisonous. A dragon who was very fond of pens ate such a pen cake and got bitten by death.

May that pendragon rest in peace!

[kathycf]

The Cat's tale

My cat walked in the door, a pleased look upon his face. Stooping down to pat him, I noticed something ominous and odd. Little blue feathers were stuck to his face, and he had that happy "I just had a great meal" look on his face. Wondering, I looked down at him and shuddered. "Gosh" I said to myself "I really wish I had picked another day for Pensy to visit..."

[Scheherazade]

Do You Believe in Paranormal?

I didn't... Till only couple of days ago, I heard a story... A story about one of us... Yes, one of our members! She used to be known as 'Kathycf' if you ever came across her... Yes, here on the Forum. She was a friendly kind... And very helpful... Knew her away around the internet and all. She also had a love for vintage posters and pictures from 40s-50s... Or so we all thought... But... But what I heard... What I heard is a little different... I know you will think I am crazy but I... I just don't know. I've been told that all those ladies in those pictures got very jealous of Kathy's beauty and popularity... And the fact that she was alive while they were all trapped inside their frames... So they paid a witch... To put a spell on her, you know... And now, Kathy is trapped in one of those pictures she adored... forever:

http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/FIP/CK-02~Housewife-in-Kitchen-Posters.jpg

[mir]

Scher once was someone we knew
A good friend, whether old or new
Words can't tell how it saddens me
To write this now, her eulogy.
You see, Scher liked Chemistry,
And discovered Ho to the three
A radical new element
That existed in all presents
But the poor woman didn't count
On how Santa might take this flount
Of his traditional duties
And one-night-long exigencies.
No one heard a thing that night
But when the mountains touched daylight
Scher was gone without a trace,
And ashes filled the fireplace.
Poor Scherazade, now dead
From the anger of the white-and-red.

He he, i'm usurping your place, Pen! :D

[Pendragon]

The Godfeather Does a Rubout

"Yo! What up-dere? Whatcha doin’?
Who youse tink youse gonna shove aroun’?
Shaddup! Yeah, who youse tink you movin’
I ain’t no small talk, moll, I own dis ground!
Come and shove yer mug in mine and say yer piece!
Whatsa matter now, baby, youse suddenly scared?
I run da poem racket down heah, capisce?
Da Godfeather don need competition, that fair?
Look, I thought youse had some brains me girl—
I’d buy ya off and square da deal as well.
But since ya want ta be so nasty ‘bout it, Mir,
Here goes me gat—see ya in hell."
News item: A body washed in from the Hell’s Gate Surf:
With a note taped to it: “Stay offa my turf!”

Pendragon

Of course this is all in fun. I would never harm Mir or any lady or gentleman. Loved the poem, Mir! :) And Mir would go to heaven, of course! :angel:

[Redzeppelin]

Pen was (for unknown reasons) wandering through hell, decided to pause (which required him to slow down his pace), which - as a result - made him a bit frightened (reasonable - after all, he was in hell); his fear was visible, and - as a regrettable result - he didn't make it out. Guess who showed up?:flare:

[kathycf]

Taking a page from Scher's book....

Poor POOR Redzeppelin. Trapped in an antique picture of some odd flesh reducing torture device/garment. In my dreams, I hear pained screams. *shudder*


http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/2teens.gif

[Redzeppelin]

And POOR POOR POOR kathycf - whose manic devotion to Dr. Walter's "Rubber Reducing Garments" got carried away and reduced herself into nonexistence!

(Legal action against Dr. Walters pending)

[shinigami]

Redzeppellin was last seen at the sad cafe he seemed to be very depressed drinking a machiatto...
Later people found out he drank poison with his coffee...
His family was sent the bill...

[Pensive]

"I write for the same reason I live. If I stop writing, I will die." Isaac Asimov

Shinigami loved to write; whether it included poetry or prose. Writing was her heart, her soul and her life.

One terrible day, she got hot by a car on the road and lost her arm. Doctors attached an un-real arm, but it did not work. She could not write as much as she used to.

What else can you expect from such a fan of writing? Death? Commitment of sucide? Yes! Poor shinigami, she left us. May her soul rest in peace.

[Pendragon]

Songbird’s Funeral

Songbird sings outside my widow in the morning.
A whip-poor-will wails with the coming of the night.
Did my little blue friend try to send me a warning—
They tell me that she is cold and still in the moonlight.
Vicar Magpie gave the sermon at her funeral in the treetops.
The mockingbirds sang a melody of her favorite songs.
All the birds plucked a feather and left it on the coffin top…
Who’s gonna sing me awake now? I feel so alone…
The gentle ravens carried her softly to the meadowlands,
Where the Turkey Vulture had prepared a place for her to lie.
All the birds, bright colors, filed by with flowers in their hands,
Gathered for one final chorus as they sang to her good-bye.
But the little bird that lies there underneath that marble nest:
Is one that will never be forgotten, and whose voice I loved the best…

Pendragon

http://www.rgstudio.net/images/Mockingbird.gif

[shinigami]

Can't think of a way to kill Pen... Hmm.... kill me instead till then... The ever immortal Goddess of Death and Destruction... Shinigami..

[Pendragon]

The Death-Goddess Falls

The ever immortal Goddess of Death and Destruction—Shinigami,
A poor, pathetic excuse for a Goddess of Death was she!
All she had to do was slay Pendragon, yet she struck an enigma,
And unable to decide on his fate, she left the Dragon be.
A Dragon left unslain is a deadly foe to leave behind one,
Immortal themselves, unless slain by the very Gods.
All teeth and claws, fire and scales, weighing many a ton—
Against such even Gods face very long odds.
Shinigami should never have turned her back upon the egg-born,
For cunning lies within those burning orbs.
Now with her all unaware of his arise, he attacked with scorn,
And much of her power was just absorbed.
Beware that thou never arouse a Dragon’s ire:
Hell hath no fury like a Dragon’s fire…

Pendragon

http://www.e-panaphobia.com/amulet/fractals/fractal_1/fractal_4/fractal_7/dragon-fire.jpg

[mir]

Pendragon, whose alter ego
Manifests now but in poem
After many years of searching
Has at least there found a home.
Terrorizing unsupecting
Readers of literature
Now he roams from his father-mind
The much-dreaded Godfeather.
Beware, in night, his sharp beak-dent
The florid penguin coat
and worst of all, from some dark alley
that monstrous accent!!
The Godfeather, who has diseased
His poor once-great creator
Who now can only speak in rhyme
And Evil-Penguinese!

:lol:

[Pendragon]

There was an explosion is space last night. We have it "on the record" that a comet crashed into Space Station Mir, killing all aboard. "Off the record", a source tells us that Aimus the Martian King had another "accident" at the "Martian Knives Works" which resulted in the destruction of the space station. Whichever is true, Mir is now toast...:alien: http://smilies.vidahost.com/contrib/dvv/esmil2.gif

[kathycf]

Pen changed his name to Seymour for some odd reason and was promptly set upon by a large, hungry plant. The plant is reported to be in stable condition, no word on Pen.

http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/pod4eating-400.jpg

[zanna]

now, wait one cotton-pickin' minute! Didn't you already die? Well, fine. After figuring out how to un-shrink herself, she lived a while longer, but at a reduced size, and was mistaken for a dog toy. A policeman picked her up in a store, and took her home for his police dog to play with . . . fortunately, her death was caused by fright, not mauling. Fido wasn't even interested!

[kathycf]

That is the beauty of this thread, zanna. You can "die" but you always get to come back again. See, like now. You just evaporated due to being struck by a very small, inconspicuous yet deadly bolt of lightning. Weird....:p

[The Bookinator]

Perhaps she-who-will-not-be-named will die from a rampant crumpled horned shnorcack that was angered by Snape's greasy hair glinting in the light. Or maybe not. ^_^

[toni]

A cruel law by a cruel dictator has been passed..

"Burn All The Books!" quoth he.:(

[Pendragon]

The Warrior Maiden Falls

Her twin katana poised before her like fangs,
The Warrior Maid moves through the mist like smoke—
Her feet find sure footholds among the rocky snags,
Eyes and ears alert for the moment she must deliver the death-stroke.
A warrior by birth and a warrior by choice and training,
No fear in her heart as she nears the monster’s cave.
Her movements are smooth, not labored or straining—
Her emotions controlled, the Cherry Blossom unafraid.
The sharp katana bite deep as the monster strikes,
Foiled in its plan to take the maiden by surprise.
Now the dance is cold steel against unearthly spikes—
And the maiden and monster stare coldly into each other’s eyes.
But skilled as she was, the warrior maiden could not defeat this beast:
But they will tell tales of her courage for centuries at least…

Pendragon

http://smilies.vidahost.com/games/diablo/diablo_ani_fire.gif

[RobinHood3000]

That red fella looks familiar...

PENDRAGON:

The fearsome Pendragon
Found an end to his pain,
Run down in the streets, listening to
"Life in the Fast Lane."

[dramasnot6]

Noble archer who battled with the deadly beast
Too bad it wasn't the monster who was served at a feast

[kilted exile]

Hmmm, Pnuemonia really is a funny thing at first you think its just a cold thats making you sneeze. Then, you're dead

[dramasnot6]

PAM died laughing to the point of choking at a poor person who fell down the stairs, just like his Avvy. :p

[Pendragon]

A Deathly Drama

Since this will be an Opera, all the lines must be able to be sung.
We open our sad story at the end, when our heroine is dying.
She was brave and she was bold, and for her the Death Angel feared to come—
Even as she gasped her last out on the battlefield where she was lying.
She always faced up to her fears and she did not loose her courage even at the end.
She stared into the Mouth of Hell, and still she pressed her battle forward.
Undaunted by the odds against her, she never once gave thought that this time she might not win—
Eyes ablaze with noble purpose, she struggled forward onward, oh, ever onward!
Alas it was not meant to be, she faced the darkness and it overpowered her.
Mortal-wounded still she strove even in death to strike her foe as well.
But the wound was just too deep and much too wide, the flames rose to devour her.
And with her life’s blood dripping from her heart our heroine stumbled and she fell!
Hark, oh, hark, I hear softly whispered in the skies above as though it were lovely karma—
Welcome home, oh wondrous one, how bravely your battle fought, come home, Drama…

Pendragon
© 1/26/07

http://www.shuwasystem.co.jp/game/spiritualsoul2/img/axia.jpg

[The Bookinator]

The Dragon smirked his glory.
He really thought he won.
But this morbid battle had just started to begun.
With Drama's long lost ghost
beside the hero's side
Bookinator raised her sword and poked Pen in the eye.
The scaly beast both writhed and squimed
quite obvious in pain.
Who wouldn't be uncomfortable
with your poor eye maimed?
With one wrong step, off there he went;
Poor Pen sure had a trip
over Drama's silvery foot.
Boy, that was quite a slip!
Tumbling down the grassy hill
all scorched from Dragon's fury
Ol' Pendragon took a spill
right into something furry!
"A dragon!" claimed the fuzzy beast
(a mix of cat and dog)
as down the slope Pen still went
and right into a bog!
"Help!" cried the beaten dragon
(For, he really was quite sore)
as mucking mud pulled lizard down
and low into the floor.
The dragon's cries were for no good-
Drama's 'venge was sweet
While Book just sat back by the pool
and soaked her hurting feet.
The moral of this story
(That's the thesis of the lore)
is never mess with crazy writers
or you will be no more.

[mir]

Nice poem, Bookinator! :)

The PAM decided to become immortal. He dowloaded a copy of himself onto his computer, just in case he should ever encounter an unexpected mishap. unfortunately, the very next day, Bookinator met with a tragic accident when his computer fell from the desk and landed on his head, killing him instantly, then dropped to the floor and smashed.

The moral of this story:
Irony stinks. :p

[Captain Pike]

Somehow, the beginning of the text selection recursively included typists left finger so that when the "paste" operation was selected, the victim was sucked out of her seat and drawn into the CPU and processed into a million bytes of human genome data but then the character input buffers were overfilled and the operation was terminated.

It is a cyber tragedy which is still under investigation.

[The Bookinator]

After investigating a cyber tragedy involving a certain she-writer, Captain Pike went home for a well deserved rest of posting on LitNet and reading good books. Little did Pike know however, he had been followed home by a mysterious figure. That stormy night, a sound echoed through the house, the sort of creak one should here only in a horror movie. Pike looked about nervously as the wind rose to a loud, fearful roar and the rain's gentle pattering morphed into a sort of tap dance of doom. Suddenly, he saw her, a zombie and victim of technology misuse, slowly stepping toward him, pencil in hand. Valiantly, he pulled out some pink glitter, hoping it would forestall the undead teenager. The tomboy writer shuddered, obviously disliking the horrid, light red color. With a hiss, the phantasm pulled out- A tape of recorded soap operas. As the lights flickered out, the TV popped on and a badly lighted mansion was shown among the pixels. The next day, Pike's body was nowhere to be found. Where he is now, none know. Some say he haunts the forum on LitNet, others believe his soul is trapped in As The World Turns, never to read in a library again. I say, a cyber ghost Bookinator makes a good ally, but a fearful foe. Beware, bwa ha ha ha haaaaa.....

[adilyoussef]

What we think what we know is elusion
What we are what we shall be Bookinator
To be selective about the reality to accept
And not to believe everything you thing to be real
But one reality I know and shall accept
That the one who said that is dead for real

[kathycf]

adilyoussef was walking in the woods one dark evening. This moonlit walk was in fact, a walk with Fate. As our newly returned friend hastened along his way, he suddelnly came face to face with a chainsaw wielding demented smiley. http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/smileys/jason2.gif

Poor adilyoussef is now but a ghost of his former self....http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/smileys/ghost-1.gif

[Pendragon]

The Dasterdly Wench forgot one thing in her attemt to become Queen of The Pirates. The Dastardly is haunted already--by Auld Arrow, "Ye rek'lct Auld Arrow, dinnae ye no, mateys. Nay ship what e're sail had luck w' a woman aboard o' her. Hee. Yon splash need not wake ye, mateys. 'Tis just Davey claiming another puir soul... Hee yes..."


http://dreamsandwich.com/modules/xcgal/albums/userpics/10004/normal_ghost1.jpg

[seasong]

Dragons turn out to be real after all (who knew) and they come and gobble Pendragon up...It would be a pretty cool way to die...anyways they chew him into little bits and fly away.

[Pendragon]

SeaSong Dirge

Listen to the sea sing a song—
One more sailor passed away.
One more lost soul went wrong—
The only one happy is Old Davey.
Drowned in the depths of the deep.
Bones turn to corals very fast.
Sleeper dreams endlessly eternal sleep—
Waking no more, remembering not the past.
Dragons come in more than one type.
You make one angry, take on the whole clan.
The serpents of the sea took out that tyke,
That even dared suggest that we were created by man.
Now an Egg-Born is Immortal and will rise anew:
As to the SeaSong will it play again, clear and true…

Pendragon

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/nc20wyeth20sea20serpent.jpg

[Laindessiel]

Kill my Uncie and kill me.. :bawl: Okay, if you insist.

Widespread AIDS. No one is spared.

[Pendragon]

To Kill a Flower

Where have all the flowers gone?
Their beauty cut by a florist’s blade—
Crushed to make some sweet perfume,
That doesn’t last, that too so shall fade…
Where have all the flowers hid themselves?
No colors bloom among the fields—
Placed in vases upon dusty shelves—
Not gladdening hearts or helping heal.
Why have all the flowers gone away?
Man cannot not enjoy unless he also destroys.
Then there finally comes a dismal day
When he finds he’s lost forever what he should enjoy.
My Flower was still tender with so much room to grow:
When the blades of some gardener laid her low…

Pendragon
© 3/17/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/tulip.gif

[papayahed]

It's a very sad day for Pen is no more. He went to a King Arthur Fantasy Camp (ya know like the baseball one); One of the highlights of the camp was trying to pull Excalibur out of the stone. The winner would be king for a week. Pen stepped up and pull the sword from the stone in his excitment he jumped about waving the sword in the air. Sadly he didn't see the banana peel. The Authorities still can't figure out how he fell on the sword.

[Shalot]

papayahed crashed her volkswagon beetle into the soccor field while listening to eighties hair metal (probably Ratt), wearing a giant madonna type eighties bow in her hair, a fingerless lace glove, jellies, jelly bracelets, stirrup pants and a spiral perm. She was reciting the distance formula right before she died.....

[Pendragon]

Chopping Up Shallots

I always thought that the term “Shalot”
Had to do with Chefs and pots and salads—
They are those small, rancid onions, are they not?
So why am I here writing another of my ballads?
Oh, yes. Ahem. The newspapers held the story sad,
That on yester eve, somewhere about the hour of eight;
A Chef from a four-star restaurant went out of his head
And a young lady met a gruesome fate.
He had brought along his great big chopping knife—
Often used for chopping up those greens;
Only this time he used it to chop out her life—
It’s strange how much blood a body bleeds.
Well, a Shalot is a Shalot whether girl or salad garnish:
We must polish up her marble headstone, those things are bad to tarnish…

Pendragon
© 3/18/2007 11:09 AM

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Fresh_Green_Shallots.jpg

[Laindessiel]

To Kill a Flower

Where have all the flowers gone?
Their beauty cut by a florist’s blade—
Crushed to make some sweet perfume,
That doesn’t last, that too so shall fade…
Where have all the flowers hid themselves?
No colors bloom among the fields—
Placed in vases upon dusty shelves—
Not gladdening hearts or helping heal.
Why have all the flowers gone away?
Man cannot not enjoy unless he also destroys.
Then there finally comes a dismal day
When he finds he’s lost forever what he should enjoy.
My Flower was still tender with so much room to grow:
When the blades of some gardener laid her low…

Pendragon
&#169; 3/17/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/tulip.gif

Ouch. *dead*

Pen and Paper

Liquid and feather, trinkles.
Bottle and jar, breaks.
Parchment and coffee, mixes uneasily.
But Uncle Pen's paper..and his mind...lost shabbily.

He lost his pens
He lost his books
He lost his papers
Now he lost his hands.

I dunno what the hell I was thinking. I could never live up to my poetry expectations.

[kiz_paws]

Though the previous post has our dear Laindessiel believing that she is indeed passed to the cyber fields of daisies... it is not entirely true. Waking up from a blissful reverie she rubs her brow trying to discern what that sound was from beneath her comfortable bed. An almost inaudible scratching; furtive movement; oh dear, what was that?? A horrific sucking noise and she was no more, the shadows from beneath have a wonderful specimen now....

[Pendragon]

An O Henry Death Scene for Paws

The road ran on and then turned into a puzzle.
There was a place were a tee-intersection appeared.
Kid Paws paused to remark while rubbing her dog’s muzzle,
“I have three choices, which shall I take my dear?”
But The Reaper smiled as his cold orbs spied her—
And he drew the sharpening tool along his scythe.
He cared not one whit her choice, he’d be there to find her,
For the Furies Three had cut her thread of life.
If to the left her feet should take her,
That planted wolf awaited for tender flesh, no waste!
If to the right seemed better choice to doggy-dear,
The vial of hydrophobia would change the dog’s taste.
And should Kid Paws just turn and go back home—
The waiting werewolf would tear flesh from her bones…

Pendragon
© 3/26/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/TheGrimReaperBlack.jpg

[kiz_paws]

We interupt this thread for a commendation for Pendragon

** claps claps claps **

your poetry is brilliant!

----------------

Alrighty now, carry on!

[toni]

The Warrior Maiden Falls

Her twin katana poised before her like fangs,
The Warrior Maid moves through the mist like smoke—
Her feet find sure footholds among the rocky snags,
Eyes and ears alert for the moment she must deliver the death-stroke.
A warrior by birth and a warrior by choice and training,
No fear in her heart as she nears the monster’s cave.
Her movements are smooth, not labored or straining—
Her emotions controlled, the Cherry Blossom unafraid.
The sharp katana bite deep as the monster strikes,
Foiled in its plan to take the maiden by surprise.
Now the dance is cold steel against unearthly spikes—
And the maiden and monster stare coldly into each other’s eyes.
But skilled as she was, the warrior maiden could not defeat this beast:
But they will tell tales of her courage for centuries at least…

Pendragon

http://smilies.vidahost.com/games/diablo/diablo_ani_fire.gif


*A BIG ROUND OF APPLAUSE*
no one else like dear Uncle PEn! Thank you!!I am utterly speechless. One can't think of a better way to die!!:) :thumbs_up :D

[Pendragon]

Ah shucks, thank you kindly for the comments... http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/shy.gif

Just remember, I'm up to die now... http://www.industreal.spb.ru/smiles/scull.gif

[Laindessiel]

Someone else HAS got to do it. Unless I can dig up of some poetry inside my brain deserving moi Uncle Pen's death, nuh-uh, I'm a no show.

(Uncle Pen's killer is up next.)

[aeroport]

It’s really quite a curious thing, you know,
How one so versed in killing methods strange -
A murderer by all accounts deranged -
Met such a pleasant end, as such things go.

Yet so indeed it went with this our foe
When, at the fatal hour prearranged
‘S next victim from her life thought to estrange,
A sharp arthritic cramp wreaked then its woe!

Our Pen, distracted from his keyboard thus,
Driven elsewhere to find the Tylenol,
Mistakenly retrieved the Valium.

Then, taking several (being quite a wuss),
'A forgot why he had ever killed at all.
And, newly kind, to death did he succumb..

[Pendragon]

It’s really quite a curious thing, you know,
How one so versed in killing methods strange -
A murderer by all accounts deranged -
Met such a pleasant end, as such things go.

Yet so indeed it went with this our foe
When, at the fatal hour prearranged
‘S next victim from her life thought to estrange,
A sharp arthritic crap wreaked then its woe!

Our Pen, distracted from his keyboard thus,
Driven elsewhere to find the Tylenol,
Mistakenly retrieved the Valium.

Then, taking several (being was quite a wuss),
'A forgot why he had ever killed at all.
And, newly kind, to death did he succumb..HEE-HEE! My dear James, did you perhaps mean "cramp", although the wife swares you must know me very well! http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/acc04.gif

[kiz_paws]

In an attempt to listen to Der Ring des Nibelungen, nonstop, for the duration of the entire opera, our friend Jamesian neglects to eat and succumbs to a deep sleep and he floats onward, into the Wagnerian mists .....
http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s122/kiz_paws/WhatsOperaDoc.jpg

[aeroport]

HEE-HEE! My dear James, did you perhaps mean "cramp", although the wife swares you must know me very well! http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/acc04.gif

Yeah, sorry. It's fixed now.
I don't have the energy to kill again (floating off in the Wagnerian mists as I am :D ). Someone must knock off kiz paws.

[mir]

Jamesian, ah, poor man, broke the laws of nature. While posting in the kill-the-PAM thread, he failed to do away with his target. A fatal mistake! Now he and his scorned intended must suffer the same fate.

DEATH BY BAD MYSTERY NOVEL!!!!

[Pendragon]

Mir Gets the Bump

The dame blew into my office like a bad mystery novel.
And, brother, I should know. I’ve written most of them!
She looked like a wretch that lived in a run-down hovel,
She was slender, short bobbed black hair; red dress without a hem.
She said she had a case. I thought she looked like one, myself.
There was going to be a particularly gruesome murder.
I pushed her for details. She said the victim would be herself,
And she wanted to hire me before the Reaper called her number.
I didn’t think she had my price, and that’s what I told her,
She dumped her ratty purse on my desk and it held a lot of ice.
“Think you can find your loot among that pile of sparklers?”
“Um, yeah, baby, I think we can do a deal. Right price.”
Well, she’s on the slab down at the mortuary right now, looking handsome:
But at least when she took the bump it was quick, and not gruesome…

Pendragon
© 3/30/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/JackShepherdG.jpg

[kiz_paws]

Oh no ... I had entered an ending for mir

Pen's is better, and I don't have the heart to end him, so someone else can post....

[mazz]

Boo boo who was actually the real brains , could no longer bear yogi's incessant chatter and ate all the sandwiches in the pic en nic basket and so sadly yogi died of starvation.

[hyperinsomnia]

...and upon blossoming mazz was swiftly picked and shoved in a vase.

[kiz_paws]

While hyperinsomnia was reading some lovely poetry by our friend Oscar Wilde, her latest sculpture came to life and crept behind her easy chair. With a swoop she was lifted and tossed out the window, where passing by was a truck full of freshly caught fish.... need I say more -- alas poor hyperinsomnia! ;)

[hyperinsomnia]

Kiz Paws
03-15-2007 - 03-31-2007
"All dogs go to heaven"

[Pendragon]

Requiem for a Somnambulant

Softly snoring in sonorous song, Hypersomnia sleepwalks,
Somewhere she sways in somnambulant slumber,
Someone should stay with her, spy silent stalks,
Someone should snoop on secrets so solemn.
So set up the surveillance, spy out stone-walled passages,
Seek for secrets, search suspiciously leave unturned no stone
We search silent spaces where somnambulant shoes stepped,
She cannot sleep soundly, some secret stirs her silent soul.
But, silence gives solutions, dare not wake the sleepwalker,
Since in stretches of sensibility, she sees not her secret so sure
Stay soft-footed and sharp-eyed, ever keen to spot her—
Once her secret is ours, she herself has served satisfactorily, true?
But who knew the sad somnambulant sought so swiftly suicide?
We hid and we watched as the poor sleepwalker slipped into the tide…

Pendragon
© 3/31/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Sleepwalker.jpg

[hyperinsomnia]

That's amazing. I couln't possibly top it; so somebody else will have to finish Pendragon.
I quite like the idea of it; better than falling into a truck of fish ahahaha.

[Pendragon]

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Pendemise.jpg

How else would I shuffle off mortal coil?

[RobinHood3000]

Nicely done, Pen!


The Lady of the Lake offers Excalibur
Pendragon reaches for it
Pendragon slips
The children of Camelot learn to pass scissors handle-first

[kathycf]

Poor Robin. He shot an arrow into his own butt and passed on shortly after. He was well liked, clumsy yet incredibly agile. R.I.P.

[kiz_paws]

Alas, poor dastardly wench -- upon entering the garage where unsavory characters eked out a dishonest living, our miss kathy was bound, tied and tossed into a vat of dirty car wipes, where she sneezed herself to the promised land....

[papayahed]

poor kiz paws. After going missing for several days it was decided to search her last known wherabouts. In the course of the search the team came upon a most grusome sight underneath the paws of the world famous giant elephant were the squished remains..

[Pendragon]

Baseball Kills Snoopy

The news came out during this crazy last war,
When baseball season was back in time,
The Bloody Red Baron was on first once more—
And Snoopy was needed to settle the rhyme.
The Baron mocked Snoopy, took a lead off of base,
As Snoopy wound up to pitch, on a three two call.
The Baron thumbed his nose and laughed in Snoopy’s face,
But he never even saw the flash of the oncoming ball.
The ball caught the Baron smack dab on his head,
And ricocheted off, just like a bullet from steel—
And it was poor Snoopy who fell over dead,
Fast ball ricochet was the cause of the kill.
Now the church bells ring up on the hills, all across the land:
If you’re are going to throw a guy out at first, be sure he doesn’t have a helmet on his head!

Pendragon
© 4/6/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/SNOOPY.jpg

[Asa Adams]

Poor Pen. Ate up by a dragon...hence the title. Poor mister pen....:lol:

[kiz_paws]

Asa Adams, we knew him well, but that is the sad point. Knew. Only moments ago, he decided to indulge in his evening tea and weekend newspaper comic. He laughed so merrily at the comic that his tea spilt all over his brand new pajamas and burned him so that he faded away... if you listen very very carefully, you may still hear his laughs above the clouds....

[Shalot]

kiz paws left this world when she accidently ingested the Lady Clairol bleach she uses to get that platinum blonde coiff. While her death was tragic, her corpse was beautiful.....

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Locks of Love and Wigs for Kids


:shrug:

:shrug:

[kathycf]

We regret to inform you that Special Officer Doofy died in the line of duty last night. We believe a slip and fall was the cause of death, and one very suspicious banana peel is currently being sought for questioning.

:banana:

If you see this banana or it's peel, please call 555-6789

[kiz_paws]

Not even five minutes ago, the police were called to investigate a very mysterious death. It appears that a dastardly wench was practicing celtic knots, tied herself up and succumbed to a fatal fall into her sewing basket. RIP dear wench...

[Pendragon]

Dastardly Spirits

The ship sails through the violent swells,
It’s Captain hold fast to the course and wheel;
The Dastardly has a reputation as a haunted vessel,
But the Captain gives no signs of fear of hell.
Across yon deck as the storm swell suddenly cease,
In the glare of the lightning specters pass—
The one, Auld Arrow long has been deceased,
The other seems to be a much younger ghost, a lass.
But who among the crew knew that the Dastardly Wench,
Was that bold spirit—She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?
She came aboard the ship from a haunted Massachusetts beach,
And Old Salem well knows this fair ghost’s fame.
But She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named will rise to life:
And Auld Arrow is a ghost forever and all time…

Pendragon
© 4/7/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/history_davis_brides.jpg

[The Bookinator]

After reciting a very lovely poem, Pendragon decided to take a rest underneath a tall, leafy oaktree. He didn't notice, however, Bookinator up in the trees, whispering to the squirrels around her. Suddenly (once Pen fell asleep) the squirrels came flying out of the tree, acorns in hand. It was a mighty battle- acorn versus scale, tiny claw versus very sharp teeth, but in the end the squirrels won. A single nut flew into the dragon's nose and distracted him long enough for the squirrels to do "the job."

The moral of this story is...
Don't mess with squirrels. When they throw nuts, it hurts.

FIN!

[Pendragon]

Stark Reality

You cannot believe every thing that you think.
And “denial” is not a long river in Egypt fair.
Nor can one twist the truth like a rag o’re a sink,
And shake out all the things one doesn’t want to be there.
The Bookinator, poor lass, lived in a world of her own making,
Where she dreamed of squirrels taking on a Dragon and winning.
In sooth, The Grey Sentinels would find it a noble undertaking,
And be brave to the finish e’en whilst their fur was disappearing.
The Egg-born Immortals cannot die, but lie asleep for a time,
Why sacrifice the Acorn Hunters on such an unfair quest?
Dragons have watched many oaks grow from acorn to tree, wither and die,
The Grey Sentinels pass many generations before a sapling at best.
The Bookinator is trapped now for her eyes had beheld things I deem:
That tell her all life is but “a dream within a dream…”

Pendragon
© 4/8/07

with a nod to Poe for the last line…

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/dreamer_of_dreams_p.jpg

[papayahed]

Dear Pen, he scrapped together the money to buy a flight on a Russian Rocket to the internatinal space station. He trained for months. On the final day after Pen said a joyous goodbye to friends and family he got in the car to drive him and the other astronauts to the launchpad, on the three mile drive out the car was hit by a meteor. What were the odds?

While sifting through the remains they found a partial burnt piece of paper with the lines:


"The was a man from Litnet
Who decided to leave the atmosphere
So he grabbed his pen and paper
and opened a Schlitz Malt Liquor beer"



(I'm not a poet and I know it!!)

[littlewing53]

it was a sad sad day when the puppy we all so enjoy ran out into the street chasing the ball so loved, so chewed, so tantalizing that the fast flying bike could not react fast enough to avoid the poor little puppy so loved by all in the neighborhood....a puppy fest is planned this weekend to celebrate the passing of that bad barking ball chewing puppy...charlie brown will give the eulogy...

[kathycf]

littlewing took flight and flew high into the sky, so close to the sun. It was glorious, and for one brief shining moment, littlewing was one with all the power of the universe. Then...splat. Summarily drawn in to the engine of a Boeing 747, all that was left was a sweet memory and a few sticky feathers. :(

[kandaurov]

It's a sad, sad day for... beach-goers, because it is raining. Apart from that, word is that Kathy, minding her own business, fell into a manhole. That didn't do her much harm, but down there genetically-enhanced rats took her for a big chunk of cheese. Today is a day to mourn and reflect upon the frail human condition...

[The Bookinator]

Oh dear... it seems that kandaurov has died from an accident concerning a monkey, a trampoline, and a marshmallow and cucumber sandwich. Don't ask me how he managed to do so. It boggles the mind...

[srpbritlit]

Lord Voldemort murdered the Bookinator with Avada Kedavra.:bawling:

[Asa Adams]

Srp couldn't live in a world without the Bookinator, so in turn, cast the evil spell on themselves. Too bad....It turns out Harry's not the only one that can withstand such an evil spell. Welcome Back, Bookinator, too bad about Spr, eh? :lol:

[Shalot]

Asa smoked too many cigarettes. And then he died.

[kiz_paws]

Alas poor Shalot, we mourn thee well. It appears that the rope that was slung on the branch of the tree that you were tire-swinging from took a brief leave of absence -- long enough to send you hurling over the fence and into that ditch of ice cold water.... The last thing we heard was a bit of a splash and then a blood-curdling scream...

[Pendragon]

Paws was devoured by a gigantic cat with orange and black stripes. It seems that Paws did not realizes that her name, i.e., Paws, is the TM of Jim Davis, the guy who gave us Garfield. A call to Paws, Inc. was answered with a loud belch. C'est la vie! http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/Trashed.gif

[littlewing53]

the headlines read...the mousetrap caught yet another!...even tho pen knew what the possibilities were he could not help but for one sniff of the tastee morsel of cheese..as he crept closer losing all control thinking he could beat the trap...snap..his tail caught...so was the end of the last story he wrote..

[Pendragon]

LittleWing Falls

The night has fallen and the whippoorwills call,
A very eerie sound that the mountain people know;
Is the sign that another soul has taken the final fall—
Where or when it was is something the song may show.
It was something rising in the evening as the sun sank in the West,
Much like a tiny fledgling when the time to fly has come—
The moments comes when one must leave the safety of the nest,
And take a chance on wings that have finally strong become.
So LittleWing took to flight amidst the glory of the eve—
But a fell-thing awaited and struck from out of the dying light;
LittleWing found out that flying takes more than courage and belief—
You have to be able to hold your own ground in a fight.
So scorched by a blast of dark magic poison breath:
LittleWing fell, and lay quite still in death…

Pendragon
© 4/12/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/FaerieGlen.jpg

[Pendragon]

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/TownCrier.gif

Dragonslayer wanted: References required. Report to the Another Creative Game thread. Guaranteed employment. You pay your own insurance.

[kiz_paws]

Once upon a time there was a kindly spirit named Pendragon who dearly loved to drink his morning coffee and catch up with the goings on in the LitNet community. Until one day, when he went to add his usual sweet smilies to his text, the smilies all ganged up on poor Pen, jumping off the screen and making so much racket, and this scared dear Pen to death, and that was the end of Pen, but the beginning of a new epoch, the Smilies Revenge on Planet Earth... which is another tale. RIP dear Pen! ;)

[Pendragon]

“Whatcha got so far, Murphy?”

“Well, the dame’s dead all right. Not a very pretty looking sight either, so if you got a weak stomach, Lieutenant, you might not want to close a look.”

The big man sighed. He was getting too old for this anyway. “What was the time and cause of death? Bones through with her examination?”

“Yessir. She’s arranging for the body to be removed as we speak. Cause of death was severe blood loss, the body was drenched in the stuff. Time of death as judged by body temperature was around 12:15 last night.

“But here’s the kicker, Lieutenant: That girl never had a mark on her body. She was a pretty enough dame, platinum-blonde hair, a nice face, curves where it counts. Her face was frozen in an look of absolute horror, fair gave me the willies, and I’ve seen plenty of stiffs. She had on her nighty and underpants, like she’d gone to bed. There were funny creases in the material like a knife had passed through, but no cuts. Blood patterns like cuts, though, and she bled out. Freaky case.”

The Lieutenant shook his head. “Why do you suppose she was even here? The Bates Motel has been closed down for nigh on a decade. I’m surprised the dump hasn’t fallen down.”

“Ah, well, that’s another thing, sir. All the rooms in this joint are shot except the room she was in. That room looks as new as ever. Even the lights and the water work. Heck, even the TV works. And something else—the office is the same way. Figure that one out for me, will you, sir? I don’t want to have to write Miss Paws’ case up as “apparently killed by a ghost…”

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/skelcoff.gif

[kathycf]

"P" is for Pendragon, pummeled by pachyderms...http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/smileys/elephant.gif


http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/smileys/rip.gif

[Pensive]

"K" is for kathy, kept in the cage until her poor soul departed....

[Pendragon]

."M" is for Mockingbird, metamorphosized into flame ..http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/flameman.gif

[kathycf]

Pen was sucked into the television, just like little Carolanne in the movie Poltergeist. The only difference is....Carolanne got back out again....

*gulp* http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/smileys/yikes.gif

[PolarTucan]

Kathycf went through a pretzel factory and fell in the dough mixer never to be seen again as the giant mixer turned on.
*reaches for pretzels....yum*

[Pendragon]

A Tucan Gets Polarized

“Ok, Murphy, what do you have for me this time?” The big man sighed wearily, and took a healthy gulp from a silver hip flask of brandy.

“Well, Lieutenant, it’s another strange one, right enough. Trains don’t come up this line anymore, haven’t for some years now. The old 64th street station has been abandoned for years. But somehow, nobody ever got around to turning off the electricity and water. Homeless folk used to live down here and none the wiser.

“Street entrances were finally sealed off about six years ago, after a raid collected all the homeless. And—“

“Murphy, if you got a point get to it. I don’t like it down here. Gives me the shakes.”

“Right, sir. Well, we found a young woman in the station house tonight. Cute kid, had groceries with her, mostly boxes of fruit loops cereal, with the Toucan on the box? It was weird though. The temperature in that old station is about 75 degrees. It is still above fifty out here in the tunnel. So how did the girl manage to freeze solid in this type of weather?”

The Lieutenant turned a cold grey eye on Murphy. “She froze to death? Froze solid, and in this temperature? Bones make the diagnosis?”

“Yessir. No broken pipes of any type anywhere near the body. She just froze like a statue. What do I put in the report?”

The Lieutenant stared off into the distance. “Whatever you and Bones can make up. They wouldn’t believe the truth anyway…”

Pendragon

[kiz_paws]

P WAS for Pendragon .... until the Python Pulled his Phunny Bone and he laughed himself to the **spooky music here** other side!!

Poor Pen!!

[kathycf]

The Sarsparilla Kiz goes down.

June 10, 2007

The notorious criminal known as the Sarsparilla Kiz was gunned down today in a bloody battle. She had been spotted robbing her 257th laundromat, and police were called to the scene to apprehend this vicious and notorious criminal who has been terrorizing laundromat patrons and stealing their clothing all across the Canadian prairies for three years now. Her small accomplice known only as "Pepper" was spared and has cut a deal with the Distict Attorney.

[andave_ya]

Dame Kathy went out for a walk on a nice sunny day.
Dame Kathy met Dame Andya.
Dame Andya said, "Nice to see you kathy!"
Dame Kathy fell down dead from fright at seeing Dame Andya in person because Dame Andya was wearing hot pink shorts with a long cat tail hanging down and a baby blue top with Minnie mouse on it.

(no I don't wear those, just fyi :lol: :lol:)

[Pendragon]

Butterfly For Dinner

Andya was a butterfly trying out her wings,
Soaring on the breezes, having fun.
Far from her mind were thoughts of evil things,
Or that Death would ever come.
There was a Lurker in the Doorway far below,
Who watched with grim intent.
And laid her trap with cunning, chuckling low,
As Andya soared and whirled and dipped.
Diving between the portals of the darkened door,
Andya felt the silken trap’s embrace.
The more she struggled the greater grew,
The spider’s victory. She was saying grace.
Andya soared up to the sky, oh, but what a deal,
To give her wings of flight to become a gourmet meal!

Pendragon
© 6/13/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Spiderbutterfly.jpg

[Shurtugal]

pendragon- the giant spider- walked into the his house just after eating andya. he took out his bottle of beer, he drank it, and flopped into bed. he woke up around midnight, his head buzzing, still a little wozzy, and went for a walk. after about an hour of walking he looked up and saw a giant something covering the moon. "i wonder what that is," he said as he tripped again over his leg. well that thing covering the moon was actually someones foot... squish!!!

[Shalot]

Shurtugal was doing the usually, volunteering at the park when a crazed unicorn came charging forward, from behind the hedge. Shurtugal was caught by surprise and now Shurtugal is the only person I know of who has ever been killed by a unicorn (the horn to be exact -- caught poor old shurtugal in the temple)

[kiz_paws]

One fine evening, our Shalot got bored and decided to mix up some meringue for the key lime pie she had nicely baked. As the mix-master beated and beated the egg whites with sugar, Shalot heard a noise, and startled, turned her head. Oh NO!! Her hair got ensnared by the dastardly beaters and down she went, head and all, into the pulse of the beating meringue....

[Shurtugal]

lol:lol:... i'll get you!!:crash:

[Pensive]

S for Shurtugal who got shooted. :( These hunters, they try to hunt animals but instead end up in killing people.

[Pendragon]

The Bluebird: A Dirge

There was a little bluebird who could always make me smile,
Whenever I was down on life, she sang songs just for me.
Without the little birdies songs, I might not have walked these miles,
When the day lasts forever, and tomorrow seems eternity…
People can be so cruel without meaning to, they don’t understand,
Because the poet writes such lovely lines is no sign of peace.
After all is said and done, beneath it all, I’m just a man—
And like this little bluebird’s song, you don’t know what gives me ease.
But fate sometimes plays games with man, and when fate deals the cards,
Don’t go looking for a Royal Flush, just play the hand that you have.
Someone with cruel intent shot my bluebird through her tender heart,
Leaving me with nothing but memories and a tiny isolated grave.
If the power of the Universe was somehow given into my hands:
Only for a single moment: Then my bluebird would sing again…

Pendragon
© 6/16/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Bluebird.gif

[Shalot]

The PAM morphed into a dragon while composing poetry and was stabbed with many pens by an unnamed assailant.

[symphony]

the pam was staring ever so brightly at an ultra-curious orang who poked her in the eye! a few weeks in the hospital at honolulu and bang!

[Shalot]

symphony was thrown from that horse and then she died

[Pendragon]

Hypocrisy In High Places: Shalot’s Funeral Dirge

The priests came around in deep black gowns,
With faces grey and lined and grave—
Each tried his best to expound on the ups and downs
Of the young maid who had passed away.
“I’ll proclaim so bold that yon maiden’s soul,
Even now alights to serve her time in Purgatory!”
“Nay, heaven is her goal, do not besmirch her so,
Give God His Praise for Mercy and for Glory!”
“Does one save the cursed?” “You always think the worst—
Can you not for once show a little Christian Charity?”
“She fooled you? Not the first, I think whom blinds thy church,
Hiding evil with a great show of outward piety!”
The thunder rolled and shook them all and they trembled beneath that call:
“This I who see, hear, and recall, and were I thee to my knees I’d fall…”

Pendragon
© 6/17/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Angel.gif

PS. How's this for a twist on a regular sonnet? http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/PuppyLove.gif

[PrinceMyshkin]

Pendragon had just completed his latest, and an especially caustic, review of another Sherlock Holmes wanna-be story, having pointed out the author's many lame and historically inaccurate references to Moriarty when that same character entered through the underground tunnel in P.'s study and shot the guy dead with a thoroughly anachronistic Magnum 3.5.

[Scharphedin2]

...But all that went before was but a figment of The Idiot's feverish mind. How long he lay in his sleep and dreamt up fantasies of his goodness and nobility, we do not know. Yet, when wake he did, it was at something like a chill gust of wind on his cheek. As he turned towards the source of the cold, he looked into the fiery lamps of Rogozhin's mad eyes. Aye, fled Rogozhin had from the rusty, clanking train taking him to deepest siberia, and with a chuckle, he slid the throat of the good Prince from ear to ear with the slick blade of his killer's knife. R.I.P. good Prince Myshkin.

[PrinceMyshkin]

In the deepest fastness of Christianborg Slot, within the excavated foundations of the 12th century Absalon's Fortress, and Copenhagen Castle, from about 1400 or so, sipping contentedly on the last of his bottle of Aalborg Akvavit, the Dane felt safe at last after the murderous rout that ended Hamlet's effort to avenge his father's death. Unbeknownst to him, however, a literary worm-hole permitted Iago to slip in, unnoticed, fresh from the mayhem he'd inflicted on Othello and Desdemona, and made his way silently, feverishly toward the Dane...

[Haven]

It was revealed today that Prince Myshkin, heir to the throne of Belgravia was slain by a fire breathing dragon that had been menacing the citizens of Belgraville. The brave prince, only son and heir to the Belgravian throne, is deeply mourned by his father King Rumplemyshkin [his mother the Queen recently ran away with the milkman. So she will have to read about it in the newspapers like everyone else]. The King has declared a week of mourning in honour of his son's demise and is holding crises talks with his Lord Chancellor and several of his advisors. Evidently the King, although in his 70's is looking for a replacement Queen, pronto as a new heir needs to be sorted out, tout suite!

[PrinceMyshkin]

Having read through the whole of Vol 2 of The Confusion for the fourteenth time, and

having held the video of Some Like it Hot up to the light in a vain attempt to view it, and

having held the CD of La Traviata to his ears many times without being to hear even one note, and

having glanced innumerable times through the photo album of all the people and pets that he had loved, and

having worn quite through his beloved and drunk the last of his several bottles of unoaked Chardonnay chilled to perfection, and

having filtered every last grain of sand on the island,

the patient Haven expired peacefully staring out to sea...

[Pendragon]

Prince Myshkin Overthrown

“Ah, Myshkin, we have reached the long-sought Coronation Day,
The crowning, hee-hee, of our triumphant and glorious plan.”
The withered Wizard turned. “Have ye nothing at all to say?
This kingdom at last shall be thine to plunder and command!”
Prince Myshkin sighed. “My dreams of late have been very dark.
Victory is in my grasp, Calthor, but I cannot shake the unease.
It burns in my mind like a flame lit by Satan’s own demonic spark—
Calthor! Ye are quite certain that my brother no longer breathes?”
The Wizard bowed. “I never fail to complete a task set before me.”
Prince Myshkin arose, haughty. “Then I shall claim my throne.”
He froze as a cold voice said “Usurper! That can never be!
“It is given to me by blood right, and shall be mine and mine alone!”
As his brother’s sword struck him down, Myshkin cried “Calthor! May ye be cursed!”
The Wizard merely smiled sadly. “I complete my tasks. He got to me first…”

Pendragon
© 6/19/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/wizard.gif

[PrinceMyshkin]

Prince Myshkin Overthrown

“Ah, Myshkin, we have reached the long-sought Coronation Day,
The crowning, hee-hee, of our triumphant and glorious plan.”
The withered Wizard turned. “Have ye nothing at all to say?
This kingdom at last shall be thine to plunder and command!”
Prince Myshkin sighed. “My dreams of late have been very dark.
Victory is in my grasp, Calthor, but I cannot shake the unease.
It burns in my mind like a flame lit by Satan’s own demonic spark—
Calthor! Ye are quite certain that my brother no longer breathes?”
The Wizard bowed. “I never fail to complete a task set before me.”
Prince Myshkin arose, haughty. “Then I shall claim my throne.”
He froze as a cold voice said “Usurper! That can never be!
“It is given to me by blood right, and shall be mine and mine alone!”
As his brother’s sword struck him down, Myshkin cried “Calthor! May ye be cursed!”
The Wizard merely smiled sadly. “I complete my tasks. He got to me first…”

Pendragon
© 6/19/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/wizard.gif

Replying from the after-life since I've already been done to death once before...I'm sorry the following is not going to live up to your wonderfully fanciful precedent one...

Smirking with the pleasure he usually got from trapping little insects between his thumb and forefinger and quashing them, Pendragon dipped his pen into the well of caustic fluid with which he usually composed his squibs, and then, all overcome with the particularly nasty put-down he'd just thought of, he placed the nib between his teeth...

[kathycf]

Death in the Mosh pit!

PrinceMyshkin madly mushed and mangled while moshing! Madness, I say...such madness! :bawling:

[PrinceMyshkin]

Seussophile Goes Down!

Reaching, screeching for a rhyme,
she totally forgot to eat,
no green eggs, no ham,
no vita-mins
and so, I'm rather sad to say
this Seussophile passed away.....

[Pendragon]

Mourning

The burial bier passed so slowly by,
The corpse so thin, so grey and pale—
It brought a tear e’en to my hardened eye,
And I asked to hear the bitter tale.
“What lay him low, is sad, my friend—
The Black Death. Have ye never heard?
It drops black feathers by your bed,
As it sings to your soul a cold death dirge.
Ye see what it left of this poor lad,
Faith, sir, there is little enow to bury.
But if only an arm were all we had—
We must get him underground in a hurry!”
I turned to go and thought of worms and squibs:
Man tramples them underfoot, then they dine on his…

Pendragon
© 6/20/07

[PrinceMyshkin]

Time Out!
Foul!

Where's the referee when you need him or her?

This Pendragon is surely WAY out of line! The rule calls for him to choose an appropriate way to kill the poster who preceded him. Not only has he not done that, it isn't clear that he personally has brought about the death of anyone.

Unless - Oh, my God - is he the Black Death???

[the silent x]

i was merely going about my business officer, and my business is to kill whoever i am hired to kill. prince myshkin has been battling king arthur for a while now, and king arthur hired me, little does he know, the nobles of prince myshkin's kingdom have paid me large amounts of money to assassinate king arthur. also, the prince disobeyed his own rule and didn't dispose of king arthur himself. how did the prince die? well, i engaged my wrist blade and stabbed him in the neck and severed his juggular, i have yet to think how i'm going to terminate king arthur.

you have been warned king arthur

[Pendragon]

The Silence At Dawn

X the Assassin was not as clever as he seemed,
For in carrying out his latest assignment he was caught.
He counted on King Arthur to protect his little scheme,
But the King had a Wizard, and knew of his double plot.
So X listens from the dungeon as the guards approach the door,
A trickle of fine moisture rolls down his narrow face.
In his mind there is not a single doubt as to what they are there for—
It’s pink now in the Eastern sky and X goes to his fate.
Thirteen steps up to where the rope and hangman stands,
With the priest for his last earthly rite of confession.
The hangman adjusts the rope and hoods X’s head,
The leaver, the plunge, the snap, end of transgression.
But if ever a ghost had reason to haunt the living:
Perhaps King Arthur should have some misgivings…

Pendragon
© 6/21/07

[Haven]

This is a story as old as the hills [and as long...], and yet the demise of the Pendragon king is part our native living history. It is a story of magic and majesty. One that is steeped in the celtic legends that are the pardigm of our national legacy. Nonetheless, this story that you are about to hear, is not one of common knowledge... it is obscure in origin and known only to those who have been initiated into the ways of the Druids...

Our goodly king, Pendragon had secured his love and queen, Ingraid, through the unseemly corridors of magic. Merlin, the wizard whom most associate with the Court of King Arthur, was in fact the 'cupid' who struck Ingraid's heart with the lurve arrow. This was a deal struck by our goodly Pendragon and the said wizard, as oh, yes dear reader, the king was going to hand over his first born to Merlin if he should deliver the goods, i.e. his beloved, Ingraid. Merlin, always one to trump a challenge did so no problemo and Pendragon and Ingraid made their vows and as time will tell, a male child named Arthur was born.

Arthur, oh yes, that Arthur... [Roundtable, Guinivere, Lancelot... and let's not forget Camelot :D ]. On the birth of his son, Pendragon decided that he could not ever give him to the wizard who had served him so well. "Sorry, Merlin, old chum. Can't seem to hand over the babe...". Well, said Merlin, after only a moments hesitation, there's a particular set of standing stones in Ireland that I've always fancied. "Really"? said the king. "No problem, we can dig them up and bring them over here. Where would you like them?"

Merlin pursed his lips...."Hmm". he said. "I've had this dream about a place where the Druids danced at the Solstices and ate their magic mushrooms. Other activities too; but y'know live and let live".

The stones of Mount Killarus were dismantled and brough to the Salisbury Plain. Standing proudly by as the stones were erected in the form of Stonehenge, Pendragon placed his solid hand on one of the stones and gave it a mighty slap. "Well, Merlin. What do you think? Good enou...." Oh, no the stone, dislodged by the king's powerful slap and no doubt a leyline or two began to loom in an ominous way over our good king's head. Bracing himself against the stone, Pendragon shouted "Come on Merlin, do your wizard stuff..." Merlin stepped back as the fallen stone [as it lies to this day] laid its enormous weight upon the king's body. Pendragon's body was crushed into the soil, never to be seen again. But all who came to know of this legendary king and his ending, saw it as fitting. A legend crushed by some mythical masonary. RIP, Pendragon.

[kathycf]

The Death of a Mermaid...


Poor mermaid Haven.....caught by a fishing boat. I hear tell mermaids taste "just like chicken".

[apples of gold]

And when the kat in the hat began to speak to the masses

citing from her sacred tome

she caught her footing on the edge of a great divide

and plummeted into the abyss

as deep as the wisdom of her sayings

splat

[Bakiryu]

apples of gold dreamt of having the midas touch,
her wish conceived to breakfast she set again.
Bit into an apple
....you know the end.

[apples of gold]

Bakiryu was performing in an alternate universe one evening
Quite a cool performance it was
When suddenly from out of reality
a crazed fan slipped through the virtual membrane
and mortally molested the 1st of the 65 personalities
Needless to say the others were rather disorganized
and canceled their membership to youtube
It was a rather comic ending
The other fans are still watching

[papayahed]

Apples of Gold was found under a tree, hit on the head by a falling apple. Sir Isaac Newton to investigate.

[Pendragon]

Papayahed was found washed up on a deserted island, at least her head was. Someone had painted a smiley-face on the papaya, and stuck feathers in a sort of headband made from an old sock for hair. It was reported by the brave souls aboard The Dastardly, who discovered the grisley find, that during the night they had heard splashing and a man howling: "Wilson! I'm sorry Wilson! Wiison!" But they all thought Auld Arrow, Ghost of The Dastardly was up to his old tricks. http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Smilies/wilson.gif

[andave_ya]

HEADLINE


Pendragon dead! His two alter egos, Moby Dave and Friar Pentucken, had a royal falling out with each other! Moby Dave poisoned Friar Pentuck, and then was stricken by remorse by killing his old friend!


thankfully, however, Moby's lindworm cousin had an antidote....

[toni]

The Elven Royalty Andya was an extremely adventurous Royal.. She would wander unescorted.. And that fatelful day came that she has gone too far and poor Andya ended up to be the Ent's dinner :(

[the silent x]

toni died by unknown means with an unknown killer, i don't think it was the real silent x you killed my king.

[toni]

That Unknown Assassin traveled to Japan and saw the Warrior maiden resting under the cherry blossoms (aaah.. the ninja and the warrior) And for a while they thought themselves friends..Until the warrior knew that the silent x is a ninja and they fought a fierce battle with those amazing action scenes you could only see in the Asian action films... But skilled as the ninja was, the katana was just vicious on the warrior's hands.. goodbye, my ninja.. see you in the after death .. :D

[RobinHood3000]

The Warrior Maiden, stern though she was, could not resist the charms of the Kung Fu Monk. Learning that, as with the Jedi, romance was forbidden to him, she threw herself on her sword in grief.

[kathycf]

Battling Bowman Bites the Big one!

The battling bowman has bought the farmhouse...and now currently pushing up daisies...cut down in his prime. :(

It is reported that Robin died today in an archery related accident. Apparently the odds are against shooting oneself in the posterior, but the dashing Robin was always one to beat the odds....in one way or another.

[RobinHood3000]

The lovely Kathy made the mistake of relaying the news of Robin's death to a Corellian, who upon hearing the word "odds" promptly blasted her to smithereenies. Who shot first remains a subject of contention.

[Pensive]

Everything burns, while everyone screams. No one in their panic tries to save Robin whose house has caught fire and who is trying to battle with it. But sadly, he fails to save himself from this fire who is famous for its rage. :(

May his soul rest in peace!

[farnoosh]

an earthquake came and the earth was in half by a minute
everybody was trying to save them selves and nobody listened to the scream of Pensive.after the earthquake some of the people that were still alive found a hand sticking out of the ground but there was no body!

[Pendragon]

Farnoosh The Night of Death

She thought herself in a place no one could find,
But now Jack Sparrow has a wondrous set of charts,
If it’s out there anywhere man ever had in mind,
Can be found, if it’s what you desire in your heart…
Sparrow set sail headed for The Fountain of Youth,
Ah, but the luck was never with our friend Cap’n Jack—
Asleep at the tiller, snoring most uncouth—
He found himself in this mysterious place wondering how to get back!
Farnoosh, The Night of Death, chanced upon him there,
But Ol’ Jack has been to the locker one time before;
It’s just about impossible to take such a man unaware,
Because you may be sure he’s in no hurry to get back to that door!
The swordfight was fierce, but at the end of the day,
Farnoosh lay dead and Jack was sailing his boat away…

Pendragon
© 6/25/07

[Bakiryu]

Pendragon decided to write a masterpiece. He lit one white candle and sat up on a hill. Finding his pen had rolled into a deep, dark hole, he stuck out him head and *bam!* a nondescribed lizard (Aproximately 12 feet tall, very scaly) bit his head off!

[Shalot]

Bakiryu died when the eyeliner he was using took on a life of it's own and jammed itself into his jugular.

[Bakiryu]

(Hey!!! I haven't wornth eyeliner in months!)

Shalot died when she decided to escape a family curse on a speedboat but unfortunatedly ran out of gas and drifted with the sea-current into oblivion!

[the silent x]

bakiryu and the tome of lost souls,
bakiryu, after partially pumping the gas out of shalot's boat, sneaked away into the dead of night to where his sleeping spot was, that night, he had a terrifyingly beautiful dream of the tome of lost souls, whoever looked into the tome would find the answer to life, the way to control it, the way to take it, the way to give it, the way to stop its ending. he saw the spot where the tome lay and the path to the tome, he vowed in his sleep to find the tome and use it to become a powerful, but benevolent, ruler. the next day he selected a group of individuals to acompany him to the tome of lost souls, these he planned to later betray and use the tome to kill them all. he started off.
they came to a crossroad and saw a person cloaked from head to toe in complete black. the person even had a thick veil over the eyes so no one could see in or out of it. since the man was blind, bakiryu decicided to show his benevolence and allow the man, for the deepness of his voice could only belong to that of a man, to travel with him and his company.
to bakiryu's surprise, the man knew where the tome was, but since he couldn't read it, he had no use of it and no one had asked of it's location, thus it was his own secret. upon reacxhing the cave where the tome was located, bakiryu killed his company (except the blind man of course). he entered the cave adn saw the tome lying upon a stone pedestal. he slowly opened the tome to see what knowledge he could learn from it. he could see a stream of intelligence come out of the tome and enter into his eyes, then he couldn't move. out of fear he struggled to pull free his dagger, only to find it made out of paper.
"the tome of lost souls cannot be read and accepted by just one sense, on emust feel it, breathe it, taste, and smell it. no man that has ever gazed upon the cover of this book has ever left ot tell the tale of it." pulling off his hood, he revealed eyes that had been sewn shut, he took out a knife and slit the threads, without opening his eyes, he felt the pages, the river of knowledge engulfed his body, seeping into every pore and finally dissipating. the man opened his eyes and stared into bakiryu's flat paper eyes, "i am now the guardian of the tome, it shall be my curse and blessing, i can give you life." seeing a strand of something float by, bakiryu tried to touch it, it felt soft and warm, "but seeing how easily you killed you companions, i know you will never treat people in a benevolent way, goodbye bakiryu, i shall guide your soul to either teh highest reaches of paradise or the lowest reaches of hell, whichever way the tome leads." and raising his arms, the man created an arc and stepped through it, not apearing on the other side but wherever the tome of lost souls wanted, where ever it was, its guardian, the silent x, would follow, for the time. but x knew that he would eventually cast the tome into a place where not even he (with his powers greater than anything, spiritual or otherwise, [excluding the highest god/God]) could go, and move on to his own devices, for good or for evil, the silent x is unstoppable, unkillable, and more importantly, undetectable.

[Bakiryu]

(*giggles* this made me laught so hard)
http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e125/Itachi_Tachibana/Rp%20pics/chobits-chara-hideki.jpg

Found in the Sunday Paper Opbituries: Mysterious, dark assasin found dead a few miles from the pub.

"It seems that after a few draqughts of ale, a local menber of the community, residing in front of his computer began to fancy himself an unkillable warrior. Anxious (and very, very, very drunk) To show his samurai-ninja-warrior moves, Mr. X gathered a group of local pub-goers. Sadly, during this demonstration A previously thought dissapeared Kunoichi, Known only as 'Ryu threw in stealthy cunning, a banana peel. In which the said gentleman slipped and silently died."

"His last words were "Hey, who are all these ninjas?""

[Pendragon]

Gothic Horror

A white-faced lad dressed like an ancient Goth,
Stepped into the night out of a Clockwork Globe.
Darkly lined eyes and a red slash of mouth both
Seemed to cry “Vampire!” before you saw the jet robe.
An old cemetery outside of Chicago, headed West,
The Goth spotted a girl all dressed up in white.
The moon was full and high, vision at its very best,
She talked to him softly in the pale moonlight.
How could all of the things that the Goth held true,
Have prepared him for the experience he now witnessed:
For “Resurrection Mary” vanished without a single clue—
Not gone this time: she had a body to possess…
For the one called Bakiryu, there may have come an end:
But a woman’s spirit in a boy’s body is horror just began…

Pendragon
© 6/26/07

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/hotchicxD.jpg


Bakiryu, take everything with a grain of salt… I am a grand one for making a complete fool of myself…

[weepingforloman]

So intent was he on writing the perfect poem, Pendragon forgot to eat, and died of starvation.

[Bakiryu]

Weepingforloman slowly winded the tape,
next to a half-dead Pendragon they watched it again
While suddenly a figure stepped out of the shadows, they stared mouth agape

The figure advanced and whispered a spell
Weepingforloman fell it take
Dissolving into a pool of tears that he could not quell
He died softly, drowning himself

[weepingforloman]

Bakiryu suffered a seizure from too many brightly colored cartoon imports from Japan.

[Bakiryu]

Loman died suddenly after being crushed by angry japanese fangirls who saw his comment about their beautiful manga!

[the silent x]

i am not a ninja! how dare you insult me, and i don't drink i work in a bar and i don't like the people that go there so i will never drink! and i also have an extreme prejudice against anime-lovers and the comic books called manga! (not really but for all intents and purposesof this stroy i do[my little bro is a naruto freak, has all the limted edition stuf with manga, it's quite annoying sometimes])

though i do agree with seizure thing

just for that bakiryu you shall feel the might of my insert really cool-sounding weapon here button.

bakiryu in total shock falls back from his computer lands on a previously placed random anime/gothic object and stares at intently as the object pokes through his heart, then watches fascinted as the object gets a Essex emblazoned upon it

(note:the story was supposed to sound like a complete idiot wrote it, it's not the fact that i want to get revenge on bakiryu for killing me so shamefully and am currently having a creativity block)

the essex
http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u252/the-silent-x/essex.jpg

[Bakiryu]

(Bakiryu might die of laughter this time!)

A previously thought dead assasin known just as X has been found dead. Again, Shortly after coming back to life X went to the litnet where he read an offending post by an unknown Kunoichi calling him a NINJA. X flew into a rage until his brain exploded leaving this mark on the walls http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z118/KamikazeX89/XJapan-RedLogo.jpg


This person IDENTIFIED AS AN As the unknown KUNOICHI was seen leaving his house: http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t106/YouWish_09/strongerthenyouthinkiam.jpg

[weepingforloman]

Chuck Norris. 'Nuff said.

[Bakiryu]

Eh? Weepingforloman died after another Litnet menber throtled him for being confusing.

[weepingforloman]

It was a joke. The CIA's humor branch executes Bakiryu on the spot.

[Bakiryu]

But Bakiryu still in possesion of Kunoichi skill transforms into: http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t106/YouWish_09/strongerthenyouthinkiam.jpg

and destroys the world and everyone in it! moving to another dimension!

[Pendragon]

Bakiryu with his possessed body now able to travel interdimensionly, accidentally stumbles upon the dimension where Moby Dave, the ancient dragon has his hoard. The Dragon Laird was not in a good mood at the unexpected company and incinerated the possessed Bakiryu.http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/dragfire.gif Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…

[Bakiryu]

Warning: Dragon on the Loose.
Victims: 1.

As seen on the New York Times "After a dragon escaped from the local zoo and crashed into his house, Pendragon hasn't been seen. He's presumed dead. If anyone has any news, please call 999 999 999."

[weepingforloman]

Suddenly, and inexplicably, a new black hole is formed, localized and limited to Bakiryu's computer desk. There were no survivors.

[Bakiryu]

Seen on all national channel
Warning: Flood
"Started by a tremendous explosion of unexplained weeping.
All litnet menbers present at point of origin are now dead"

[kathycf]

'Ryu passed on from this vale of tears when she/he was mysteriously wrapped in tinfoil and roasted at 475 degrees until crispy yet tender. Suspects are looking for a six foot one inch gender bender singer known only as "Marilyn" as the prime suspect...:alien:

[the silent x]

bakiryu tried to take on all of litnet members but failed horribly, in return, litnet banned him from their and all literature sights, the libraries even banned him. with out new books pourig in, ryu ate food to subside the pain, he ate until he exploded