Another creative game

[papayahed]

This is borrowed from another website, this is suppossed to be light and fun. It's called "Describe the death of the person above you". The more creative the better, using the persons name, sig line, or avatar, or perhaps something you know about the person.

*Don't be mean*

[papayahed]

The person above me was laying on a tropical beach when a giant papaya fell from a nearby tree landing squarely on her head.

[Scheherazade]

The person above me drank an eternal youth potion she herself prepared in the lab.

[Snukes]

The person above me took her cue from Icarus. Nrroooom! Plop!

[papayahed]

The person above me was on a hike through the sonoran desert with their Belgium tourist group when out of nowhere a UFO crashed about 30 yards from the group. Some of the group ran but Snukes and a few others were intrigued and decided to get a closer look, just when they got about a foot away from the craft large lizard like aliens jumped out and devoured everything in site.

[Taliesin]

The person above Us did commit suicide. There is no try.

[Scheherazade]

The person above perished in loneliness when his alter egos deserted him.

[Basil]

KitKat Caper Causes Killer To Go Kaput

Local crime lord “K-K“ Scheherazade was gunned down earlier today after a prolonged gun battle with police, ending a crime wave which had gripped the city in fear for the last six months.

Sources say that Scheherazade and her gang had holed up in an abandoned warehouse down at Fisherman’s Wharf after commandeering a shipment of Kitkats that were being sent to Washington for President Bush’s second inauguration.

In addition to the candy bar heist, there is speculation that she may have recently blackmailed a local website administrator, forcing him to make her the moderator of a book club discussion group. The website’s administrator was unavailable for comment, but a member of the book club, speaking on condition of anonymity, acknowledged that the newly annointed moderator was known to be a “bully.”

“She often made hateful comments about my avatar,” he added.

Miss Scheherazade had recently celebrated her sixty-third birthday.

[Snukes]

We are sad today to report that Basil, late of the Literatuer Forum, has died from Sitting Too Close To The Television.

What can we say? His mother should have warned him...

[imthefoolonthehill]

Modern science has once again made a breakthrough! Yesterday, outside EU headquarters, a team of mult-national physicists unvealed their time-distortion device, in essence a time machine for the first public testing. Unfortunately, a bystander was killed when the walls from an ancient city came through the portal, all twelve tons collapsing on the single person. Further investigation blames music and resonance for the collapsing disaster.

[Basil]

It brings me much sadness to report the poster known as "imthefoolonthehill" from now on should be referred to as "imthefool...lyinginapoolofmyownbloodatthebottomoft hehill."

[Scheherazade]

NO MORE BASIL IN THE SAUCE

Reuters - Wed Jan 5, 09:47 GMT

The herb and cookery worlds are in shock to discover the untimely demise of Basil. Much sought after herb found crushed and stamped upon at the bottom of the garden in the early hours of the morning. Despite dedicated efforts from expert gardeners, Basil could not be saved and had to be dumped into the compost bin.

The neighbouring Oregano and Sage have been taken into custody to be questioned by the Police. The rivalry among them trying to decide which one smells better has been stiff in recent years due to the unprecedented surge in number of TV cookery shows.

All three herbs are known to have close links with Mediterranean, especially Italian, cooking.

[atiguhya padma]

I heard a voice singing in the wilderness amongst the desert stars. In the light tones of a woman, they sorrowed over one that tried to endlessly preserve, but was herself laid waste before her time. The words floated through the night like starlight. "O woe are we, for the one who loved us yesterday is no more, and lives only in the love we have for her today." She whispered a name into the darkness there and in a glimmering of light, on a breeze of faint sound, the word Scheherazade escaped into the sky on the wings of a Pre-Raphaelite angel.

[Taliesin]

Graffiti on a wall:

"God is dead" Nietche
"Man is dead" Fromm
"AP is dead" God

[atiguhya padma]

Vortigern returned with fire in his eyes and lightning in his sword-hand. Raising the blade high above Taliesin's head, he cried "You, bard of bards, lied. For this, steel shall be your thought and your lifeblood shall flow to earth". For Taliesin had told how the red and white dragons held court beneath Dinas Emrys, foretelling the fate of future kings. Vortigern's boldest knights had perished in the fruitless tunnelling. Such is the way of seers, for their fate remains by themselves unseen.

[papayahed]

Early this morning a mad scientist overtook one of the famous London double decker buses and demanded to be driven north of the city to a location only know to the scientist, about 15 miles outside the city the women of the " Her Majesties tea and Garden club" decided they had had enough of the mad scientists high pitched cackling laughter and in they irritation over took the mad scientist, the bus swerved out of control hitting a pedestrian on his morning walk. From the twisted wreck the last words from the pedestrain could be heard...."huh?"

[Taliesin]

Yesterday at about 18.00 a person known in some communities known as Papayahead was savagely tortured to death in her flat by an insane murderer who, by the testimonies of the neighbours was screaming: "What?! You weren't writing a book for the book club? For this you shall pay. " The neighbours couldn't hear much more because of the screams. The police is investigating the matter.

[Helga]

A group of monks of a religion unknown to the world for it's acts of cruelty towards other human beings was waiting doom in a desert in Africa, drank acid to please their Lords and lay down in a circle showing with their corps the sign of their religion. The last person, who was supposed to be in the middle of the circle, ran cowardly away from certain death. Taliesin was the name of this person who ran only to be killed by a pack of Hyenas.

[Taliesin]

Talesin

The person above us died a strange and early death and besides her body was a note which read: "Noone may spell Our name inaccurately. Noone."

[Scheherazade]

The person above got shot during a police chase, following his alleged connection with strange death of another forum member. Although Taliesin is dead, his alter egos managed to escape. The police warned the public saying that they might be dangerous and should not be approached under any circumstances.

[mono]

The National England Post expresses sorrow to inform the Literature Network of Scheherazade's death, suspected by murder. Proceeding an interview, after her winning a Nobel Prize for teaching, a new category in the Swedish ceremony, the Queen of England simply asked her, 'where are you from?' Scheherazade's response, her last heard words in public: 'not where I could like to be.'
Authorities found her at her home, strangled by her own hair, whether done by another remains under research. She was suspected of having a jealous lover toward the end of her life, for whom the police remain searching; if you know anything of the alleged murder of Scheherazade (a.k.a. Porphyria), or her missing lover (thought to have the last name, Browning), we urge you to contact English authorities.

(sorry, Scher, since we both share the loving of Browning's poem, 'Porphyria's Lover,' this came to mind first, he-he).

[EAP]

The person above was trodden over by a fantatic crowd railing in to get their copies of 'Moon Is a Harsh Mistress' signed by Lord Byron the temporarily ressurected.

:p

[Jay]

Mono, I've seen the Browning guy ;), he was with another woman, I think he was about to marry her, and I think he called her Elizabeth. Could it be the Barrett gal? ;) But don't say that to Scher, she'd resurrectected and hunted him down for being faithful to his fiancée :D.

With much sadness we have to inform you all that our dear son, brother, husband, father, grandfather, grandson... EAP was beaten to death by a furious Orangutan while visiting a friend who lives in Rue Morge street :D

[atiguhya padma]

I'm sure that's a bullfinch, but its rather large I must admit. Like a cross between a crow and a bullfinch. I know it s a Jay (CRUNCH GRINDING OF BRAKES). Oops. My mistake. Was a Jay

[Basil]

atiguhya padma's brain has exploded as a result of attempting to absorb the theological implications of the fact that BRITNEY SPEARS is an anagram of PRESBYTERIANS.

[mono]

The World News reports of a spontaneous death of the internationally known chef known only as 'Basil;' he lived as a revolutionist for using varieties of herbal supplements in his ethnic dishes. Living a superstitious life, and warding off vampires by use of a mix of garlic, basil, and oregano, co-workers at his famous restaurant found 'Basil' panicked at having consumed all of his garlic.
Authorities found him face down in his own kitchen with two distinctive puncture marks on his neck.

In other news, Bram Stoker's popular and well-decorated grave visitors found empty this morning. If anyone has information regarding where the coffin and remains of Bram Stoker rest, The World News encourages you to contact the police immediately.

[Scheherazade]

The Literature Network Forum with much regret informs you that popular Forum member mono, short for Monolith (a reference to his unusually long canine teeth), has been found poisoned in his house last night. The Coroner's report revealed that mono died of basil poisoning. The authorities are unable to explain how and why mono had so much basil in his bloodstream and they urge anyone who can shed light on this mystery to come forward.


PS: mono, I like the Porphyria story! :D On an eerie note, my own hair is long enough to do that! :eek2: Hope this doesn't put any ideas into heads of people around me!!!

[Taliesin]

Latest researches of the "1001 nights" show a sudden change in style between the nights 923 and 924. Also it has been noted that the quality of stories had been going down from about 900th night till the 923 th night.
The new theory says that probably Scheherazade came across the infamous "Writers block" after the 900th night till the 923th night.
The sudden change of style leads to the theory that Scheherazade's head was chopped down after 923th night when she couldn't think of a new story.
The rest of the stories are thought of being writ by the sultan himself; also it is believed that the sultan as a romantic man spread the rumour of 1001th nights and that he forgave Scheherazade instead of killing her.
Now we can say quite surely that the beautiful tale of Scheherazade surviving is but a myth. Scheherazade was most certainly beheaded when she came across writers block on the 923th night.

[amuse]

While attending a symphony last night, the first violinist gave a nearly perfect performance, with one shocking false note, made more astonishing (and grotesque, we might add) because in the mezzanine an enraptured member of the audience, caught up in the beauty of the piece, had an aneurysm and died on the spot at the very same moment.
Friends of Taliesin say that that moment of musical beauty - followed by such horror - was doubtless the cause of death, as verified by the coroner later that night.
Concert goers are still in shock, and this promises to be the most spectacular event of the year, as we have just learned that the work performed was Taliesin's own, one of many secret pieces, and the hall is now to be renamed after him; only his concertos will be performed for the next month, as a mark (and note ;)) of respect.
The violinist who contributed to his demise will perform Taliesin's requiem, again, his own composition. Persons with circulatory disorders are requested to remain in absentia.
The relationship between the two discordant notes and aneurysms is under investigation by the World Heath Organization. We are told that leading physicians in Transylvanian are especially interested in the results.

Taliesin's last, stricken words were "We must not whine."

[mono]

After earning her Pulitzer Prize for poetry last night, Literature Network forum member, amuse, revealed her desire to perch herself atop her hopeful location of 'a blue moon.' Leaving her unforgetable poetry behind, and bidding everyone 'adieu,' she launched in her spaceship, and successfully landed on the bluest spot of the moon, where, by mistake of NASA for supplying to little oxygen, she deceased.
Hence, along with the phrase of 'man on the moon,' all nations now recognize a 'woman on the moon.'

[Basil]

Hence, along with the phrase of 'man on the moon,' all nations now recognize a 'woman on the moon.'

A DEAD woman on the moon . . .

[Psyche]

Wrong entry, thought I was in the Wizard of Oz forums, oops, sorry! :D

[Bongitybongbong]

Psyche of the Literature Network forum member was found dead in the woods after having gruesome things happen to them. Upon the autopsy doctors found that besides being hacked apart limb by limb they found a horrific parasite that feeds off of the victim's thoughts taking control of their thoughts and draining their strength.Psyche had been under the control of the parasite for five weeks.A friend had killed Psyche to prevent any more suffering for them.

[mono]

The United Post of Peculiar Deaths has regret to inform the Literature Network of the death of forum member BongityBongBong. With this experimental career of testing elastic, rubber, and various mechanisms that bounce, Jump-Until-You're-Sick Inc. required the long fan (and infamous co-scriptwriter) of Jay and Silent Bob films to test an electric, water-powered pogostick; being hydro-powered (and hydro-attracted), the pogostick eventually went out of control, taking BongityBongBong (and making a "bongity-bong-bong" sound) to a nearest ocean where he now is theorized to rest somewhere near the Mariana Trench.

[Taliesin]

Actually he didn't have a flashlight. He only pretended that he did. Holding the cucumber in hand, he stepped into the dark closet. He pushed aside the shirts hanging there and saw darkness. He tampered the cucumber with his thumb to be sure that the flashlight still works. Convinced that it worked, he stepped in the closet. The bottles in the bottom of the closet fell over. He knew that drinking was going to kill him one day. A little leprechaun jumped out from behind who actually didn't hold a gun. The little creature swung madly with the umbrella and made a quick jump towards the man. The person who stood in the closet wasn't actually a man. The woman screamed and stepped back into the darkness. His name wasn't actually Mono. In her passport it said that she was actually Jay but now she fell through the darkness. It was a suprisingly pleasant - how the darkness flowed through everything. But now she remembered that she still had taken the flashlight from the kitchen. There was light eerywhere and that burned her eyes. The pain was like the bullet with what he got shot. Confusion.
Therefore the leprechaun had had a gun. Now she layed on his back in the pool of blood. Her last thought was that that her name was Jay, but wait, she thought again. He used to wear blue socks when he was little. He was a man. He had been a man. Between those two moments he died.
This can happen if passports get mixed up.

This is actually a short story by Necromancer (translated by Us). Couldn't resist to put it here.

[imthefoolonthehill]

A tragic affair, Taliesin developed a tragic case of carpel tunnel from typing too much on a literature forum. It escalated into finger cancer. It spread to his knuckles, and his vain attempts to cut off both of his hands failed... you see, he succeeded in cutting the first one off... but the second one was trickier, and the knife kept on falling out of his mouth... and towards the end, he couldn't really pick it up and put it back in his mouth to continue cutting. Yeah...

[Scheherazade]

Dear Friends,

With great sorrow, I would like to inform you that the self-confessed fool of the hill, imthefoolonthehill, has been involved in a fatal accident. Yesterday, as it was his usual habit, the Fool left his home at Foolish Lane to go to the hills to sing a heart-rending version of 'The Hill are Alive with the Sound of Music'. He was singing his song, dancing and twirling, skipping and jumping, spinning and pirouetting when the tragic accident took place. He slipped on the slippery grass of the hills and plunged into his death.

His heart-tugging, mind-blowing, sane-confusing posts will be missed desperately forever!

[mono]

Finally, after decades of attempting to find the nearest black hole in space, NASA discovered one revolving around the other side of the Earth's moon. After much contemplation, a large world organization decided to launch a shuttle with volunteers inside (astronauts reported as "too full of fear"), reporting their discoveries. The brave forum member, Scherezade, volunteered, hoping to travel the speed of light squared (E=MC²) and visit the time of Rimsky-Korsakov playing her favorite piece of music. Scherezade entered the black-hole successfully until suddenly losing contact; at the same moment, the classical radio station NASA staff had on a stereo, a piece played by Rimsky-Korsakov proceeded that no one had ever heard, thought to be dedicated to forum member, Scheherazade.
Her grave now rests near that of her favorite composer; she died, after travelling back in time, during the late 1900s.

[papayahed]

Poor Mono during the first interview for MTV, she mistakenly refered to Vince Neil from Motley Crue as Kip Winger. While no immediate consequences were felt and everything seemed to be fine, on her way to her car after work she noticed a big haired, spandex wearing, mob milling about Mono tried to run but was quickley over taken. Bystanders claimed to have heard the words "I thought you were all the same"

[mono]

Bystanders claimed to have heard the words "I thought you were all the same"

he-he, hilarious!
Rolling Stone magazine reports of a congregational tour of 80s hair bands, including Motley Crue, Poison, Bon Jovi, and a re-gathering of Guns 'n Roses; additional with the bands, the tour features a guest appearance by Literature forum member papayahed. All the bands and papayahed toured far and wide on their nation-wide tour until star singer, Axl Rose, ordered the largest torches he could make (that now place themselves in the Guiness Book of World Records), without reminding anyone else, but his bandmates. Papayahed made her usual appearance with each band, until, with Guns 'n Roses, then Axl activated the torches himself, which, incidentally, papayahed stood over and died instantly.
She will be missed.

[Isagel]

To my great sorrow I have to report Monos sad demise but also joyfully tell about his transcendence.

During one of his frequent visits to the piercing parlor, Mono accidently got his lips pierced together. Unable to vent his anger and frustration verbally, Monos inner turmoil caused him to explode. Now he is here, there and evrywhere.
AP has therefore been forced to to accept the belief of an omniprescent spirit. although he still does not believe that it is an benevolent one.

[Scheherazade]

The veteran Forum member Isagel is found dead due to exhaustion. Isagel, her close friends reported, had recently taken up dancing and bought herself a pair of red dancing shoes. Poor Isagel could not stop dancing since putting those red shoes on and at the end danced till her last breath. She and her black cat will be missed dearly.

[mono]

Literature forum member, Scheherazade, unfortunately met her end earlier today. The 'Phenomenal Enquirer' reports of witnessing a slender, dark figure stretching her wings, identified resembling Scheherazade's avatar, and flying far into the sky beyond vision towards the sun. Not long after losing sight of the soaring figure, her body fell as quickly as it disappeared onto the ground without the wings; she died instantly from the fall. In place of the wings, authorities found burnt wax, and theorized that she had flown too close to the sun, burning the wax wings, recognizing the story of Icarus.
Her family planned her funeral 2 days from now; her father, Daedalus, will deliver the eulogy.

[imthefoolonthehill]

Modern Medicine triumphs over kissing disease!

[amuse]

:( Alas, dear friends, overzealous kissing bugs are responsible for fool's demise.

[imthefoolonthehill]

amuse was promptly killed today when foolonthehill discovered that the web site amuse sent him was written by someone who thinks that 10^9^8^7^6^5^4^3^2^1^0 is bigger than a googleplex or however you spell it...

i would like to point to the ^0 and laugh.

anyways... amuse was killed when the world came crashing down around him.... Nevada fell on his spleen, and caused massive internal injuries

[amuse]

lol!
and mean nevada! rofl
foolonthehill discovered that the web site amuse sent him was written by someone who thinks that 10^9^8^7^6^5^4^3^2^1^0 is bigger than a googleplex or however you spell it...
imthefoolonthehill was killed by a amazonion renunciate from thendara house (marion zimmer bradley) who remembered that amuse was female...

[Basil]

Amuse was clubbed to death in a back alley by Azmuse, who was insanely jealous of the popularity of Amuse--popularity which Azmuse felt rightfully belonged to her . . .

[Bongitybongbong]

Basil was attacked by a Fat Boy Slim fanatic when they told him that Fat Boy Slim's career was dead....

[mono]

The Literature Network collaborators regret to inform you of forum member, Bongitybongbong's, death. Citizens of his home town, LongityLongLong Island, discovered his body on a closed avenue, beaten with imprints on his body resembling the crude knuckles of the man formerly featured on Bongitybongbong's avatar. The infamous photographer on his avatar doctors diagnosed with use-random-advertisement-with-my-picture-and-I-will-beat-you-to-death disorder - a newly discovered chronic disease.
Bongitybongbong's avatar shall remain the same out of respect for the former member. He will be missed.

[Molko]

Mono went on a very important expedition to discover the lost city of Atlantis. However, the KPB (Keep the Public Blind) Organization put an end to her untimely discovery. Before she was able to announce her discovery publicly, the KPB placed her into a time vortex. Unfortunately, there was something wrong with the machine, causing Mono to slid between two universe portals. Her body was separated in the process.

[Isagel]

The government denies any knowledge about the mysterious disappearance of forum member Molko, following the outing of KPB. The supposedly men in black seen near Molkos house were actually fellow Placebo fans.

Qoute from agent Smith at the scene "There is nothing to see here. Please circulate"

[mono]

The Literature Network Post expresses sorrow to inform of the untimely death of one of its prized members, Isagel. While craving to see the film Hotel Rwanda since it appeared in theaters, she meanwhile entered a contest to win a paid vacation to an exotic hotel in Rwanda, which, with luck, she won. Due to intense wind storms during her flight over Central Africa, however, the plane had to make an emergency landing in the Congo, where the pilot soon lost contact with the airport headquarters. No one has heard from the party since, but all authorities assume them deceased, much of the Congo being infested with malaria and occasional cases of ebola.
She will be missed.

[Isagel]

A plague spreads through the threads at online literature. Traces of mysterious viruses claimed the life of forum member Mono. I´t is still uncertain where he might have contracted this, but it seems likely it is spread by discussing eternal beauty in the poetry section, but might have spread so far as the Who said? forum. Members are warned to stay away from any posts regarding Keats.

Any grouphugging during the mourning ceremony is severly discouraged.
As a tribute to the memory of Mono we ask that you read his thread regarding "D.H. Lawrence: a Word about Poetry" , according to his last expressed wish.

[papayahed]

The lights are dimmed on broadway this evening for the passing of Isagel, the mean eyed cat.

While rehearsing for the revamped stage show "CATS II: Where's my flea collar?", it is reported that a rabid, wild-eyed member of Online Literature (Isagels favorite site) came storming into the building demanding a group hug. Isagel realized the danger and quickly ran from the building. The member followed and a hug was shared, mission accomplised - the rare, newly discovered disease was passed. It was reported that a few hours later the authorities had cornered the two members in a vacant building near the theatre district, the pair vowed to fight until the end. One last Meow was heard shortly after midnight.

[mono]

The United Television Committee regrets to inform you of the untimely death of online literature member, papayahed. While the public showing of the classic cartoon Peanuts has sadly decreased, friends spotted papayahed purchasing and renting every video-tape and DVD available, claiming she would set fictional character, Charlie Brown, free from his "sighs" and sad confidence. While attempting to join Charlie Brown, Linus, Snoopy, Peppermint Patty, Pigpen, Lucy, and Schroeder literally inside the television, papayahed experienced extreme electrocution. Family rushed her to the hospital where doctors could do little, and she later died. Her last spoken words: "Good grief."

[Psyche]

A solemn memorial was held last night for Mono, a forum member who had made it his life's passion to capture Thor, the mythological God of Lightning on film. While rapidly snapping photos during a storm in West Virginia, he was hit by a lightning bolt and instantly incinerated. Family members and friends were horrified to find out that the only remnants found at the scene were six pieces of implant grade surgical steel body jewelry.

[Snukes]

We are very sorry to report today the murder of one of the loveliest creatures to grace this planet. Having survived the treachery of her family, scorn of her lover, and seemingly insurmoutable trials of her mother-in-law, Psyche was about to be happily reunited with her husband and forever removed to the Olympian world. Sadly, the night before her deification ceremony, Psyche was found stabbed to death outside her childhood home. No murdur weapon has been found. Psyche's sisters could not be questioned at the time, having reported to the hospital for severe frostbite of the fingers.

[Scheherazade]

We are sorry to report the untimely demise of Forum Member Snukes. It is believed that she fell asleep under a giant aubergine tree yesterday afternoon and could not escape when one of the aubergines fell down.

[imthefoolonthehill]

...they came...from .... behind... the fairies... I couldn't save her.

[mono]

The Online Literature forum administrators regret to inform you of the untimely death of imthefoolonthehill. The United States FBI and CIA, seeing some of the confidential mathematical equations on the 'Random Thought of the Day' thread, and realizing that some problems, by statistical analysis equaled the location of a government hide-out, seized fool at his home early this morning. Agents accused him of attempting 'questionable and harmful practices' to the government location and killed him. Afterwards, family and friends buried him atop his favorite hill; his gravestone prints: "In accordance with prophecy, I have spoken."

[Miss Darcy]

MONO IS DEAD. There will now be no more monologues, no more monophonic ringtones (no loss there), no more monograms, no more monocles, no more monogamies (oh-oh), no more monographs, no more monoliths, no more monorails, no more monotheism, no more Monopoly, no more monotones, no more monomania, and no more monosyllables.

It is a loss to the world. (No sarcasm intended)

P.S. Scheherazade has died many different times at many different occasions for many different reasons, hasn't she...reincarnation, I s'pose. :)

[Taliesin]

We have got the sad duty to inform you that Miss Darcy commited suicide yesterday.
The cause of her suicide is believed to be hidden in the letter and the tape found nead her.
Apparently they were sent by her arch-enemy and neighbour, Miss Warcy, who was mad with jealousy, for she couldn't take the name "Miss Darcy" in the Literature Forums.
So she made up a devious plan. She imitated Miss Darcy's voice and made a tape where she used all kinds of swear words. Then she sent the letter and the tape to MIss Darcy falsely informing her that she was swearing in her sleep. Miss Warcy made a "friendly" hypothesis that probably due to a childhood trauma, Miss Darcy had supressed her will to swear, but at night, when her subconciousness was stronger, she swore like he..like Hades.
As Miss Warcy had hoped, Miss Darcy couldn't live with it and commited suicide.
She will be missed.

[Miss Darcy]

NEWS SPOT

Ceridwen's Revenge

"Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me."

Thus said John Donne, and today we are sure that the gifted Taliesin would second that. He is famous for escaping the most wickedly wicked witch Ceridwen at numerous times during his regrettably short life.

He saved Prince Elphin from a sad fate in dungeon, and was hailed throughout Wales as the greatest bard of all.

Unluckily, one day, he saw, with his gift of foresight, his death. He had a dream that he was a frog and Ceridwen a heron. He dreamt she caught him, and ate him.

The next day, he went to Prince Elphin's court for a contest of all poets in Wales (held annually in his honour; he always won). He listened, condescending as Lady Catherine de Bourgh, to all the other poets speak, and then rose to his turn.

But he could not speak. The only sound he omitted was a croak. He panicked. There was a black cat in the hall. That cat was Ceridwen. He turned himself into a dog, but Ceridwen turned herself into a -- dinosaur. Filling up the whole court, of course. Taliesin, seeing that all resistance was useless, as a larger dinosaur would necessarily not fit in the hall (and cause great damage to the King), turned himself back into a human and drank the poison that crafty Ceridwen had already prepared for him.

He died the minute after. All must be sure that there is certainly no stain of humiliation on his memory. Ceridwen had poisoned his water with magic frog spawn.

[mono]

The Australian Post regrets to inform The Literature Network of the early and unforunate death of forum member, Miss_Darcy. Being finally recognized with fame as a violinist, an internationally renowned symphony requested her performance of an intimate performance of piano-violin sonatas by Debussy (my favorite!), Beethoven, and Mozart at the Australian Opera House. Darcy graced the stage with a tearful cameo, until an obsessed gunman from backstage took her life at the last note of Richard Wagner's Overture for Tannhauser. The gunman, claiming her musical talent too beautiful for earthly enjoyment (reminiscent of John Lennon's assassin), now awaits lawful punishment.
As for Miss_Darcy, she will be missed.

[Taliesin]

It is our sad duty to inform you that mono died tragically yesterday.
The leading spiritists have summoned Mono's spirit to cast light to his mysterious death.
Apparently, while he was taking a long, scenic, mountainous road to enjoy the view, he suddenly remembered that he was actually late for nursing school and started speeding. Of course, this was the wrong way to act. His car fell off a cliff and he died instantly.
He will be missed.

[amuse]

it is with a heavy heart that we bear these bodies back to The Literature Network. regretfully, dearly beloved, I must inform you that all known Taliesins passed away this morning.
Taliesin 1 was researching the Fibonacci sequence and its impact on dust mites, but didn't realize that he had a severe allergy to large numbers of them and died of anaphylactic shock before Taliesin 2 could rescue him.
sadly, Taliesin 2 promptly expired in revulsion at the shock of seeing the mites under Taliesin 1's microscopes.
Taliesin 3 was enjoying a dip in the pool when a nubile young lass on a raft suggested a game of blowing bubbles - he dove under water when one of hers submerged, in, may we say, an extreme act of chivalry. unfortunately he never found the bubble. it is rumored to have been not of this world, as experts agree that they have never before seen one sink.
Taliesin 4 never returned from the walk he took in his dream. we assume he found a nice place to stay and good friends where he was going.
Taliesin 5 fixed a delectable spread of peaches, bacon, pancakes, coffee cake, tea, and crepes for one of his aunts, a rather infirm older woman, and came to a suprising, tragic end when hansel and gretel pushed him into the oven when he bent to check on a cobbler he was fixing for his girlfriend, a silkie.
They are survived by Janices 1, 2, and 4; Lillians 3, 5, and 7, and Thomases 2, 5, and 6.
They will be remembered fondly for their loving ways; they will be missed.

[mono]

The Literature Network expresses the greatest sorrow to inform you all of the death of forum member, talented poet, and devoted student to science, literature, and mathematics, amuse (a.k.a. azmuse).
During a tragic book-burning of what many consider as some of the most enlightening parts of literature, amuse, in her long residence 'between the lines,' sadly resulted in being consumed by the cruel fire. Her world-renowned poetry in the book burned, where she resided, lay with the greatest of her contemporaries and similar rhetorical poets, including Theodore Roethke, William Stafford, Sylvia Plath, and Langston Hughes.
She will be deeply missed.

[Psyche]

I found him last night...It was around 10:30pm and I was browsing the poetry section of Powell's Books when I heard a huge crash.
...I immediately ran over to see what had happened and all I found was was a huge pile of books and a blooming cloud of dust.
...When I asked the two witnesses that were nearby, one of them told me that Mono had been smelling the old books, inhaling their aroma and grinning with a glassy look in his eyes.
...He will be greatly missed, though he was buried under mostly Emily Dickenson. I think he would have liked it that way.... :(

[Snukes]

Poor dear Psyche has left us as the sad result of mono (that is, monoskulcleosis). This rare, lethal disease is an offshoot of the better know kissing disease, but is transmitable only through kissing skulls. The skull in itself is not necessarily deadly, but the wrath of Psyche's S.O. upon finding out that she was kissing skulls sealed her sad fate.

[papayahed]

On a recent trip to the states snukes and company decided to tour the world famous Aunt Jemima factory, famous for it's frozen breakfast foods. While on the tour snukes wanted to get a closer look at the process and leaned to far over the railing failing into a batter mix, no one noticed that snukes was misssing until the end of the tour, by then it was too late, our dearest snukes was turned into frozen belgium waffles.

[baddad]

It is not the fact of the apple falling onto Papayahed's head from the tree below which she rests that led to her demise, but instead it was the continuously deep sighing that eventually caused her to exhale once to many times....

[Basil]

. . . and that's what I told Mabel, I told her it doesn't do for her to be sticking her nose in everyone else's business."

"You did NOT!"

"I most certainly did. As prim and proper as you please, I might add."

"What'd she say?"

"Oh, you know Mabel. Stuck her nose in the air all high and mighty-like and stalked off like she was the Queen of Sheeba. I declare, if that girl didn't gossip like she did . . ."

"Whose misfortune was she living off of today?"

"Oh, she was spreading the very latest about Mister Baddad."

"What's wrong with Mr. Baddad?"

"Oh, you hadn't heard? Did you ever hear him talk 'bout that distinct presence in his belly, somethin' bout it being like the very nature of an emotion?"

"Yes, I believe so."

"Well, that was no emotion."

"What was it?"

"Stomach cancer."

"NO!"

"I'm afraid so."

"That's awful!"

"I agree. That's what I was trying to tell Mabel. I said, ' . . .

[papayahed]

Poor Poor Basil, While on his (You didn't answer the gender poll so I'm just guessing) daily trek through the okefenoke swamp to hunt for dinner for the rest of the Basil family, Basil was confronted by a Tortoise and a Hare. It was obvious the 2 were up to no good, as Basil could spot a liter of gin sticking out of the Hares overalls and the tortoise's shell was covered in prison tattos. The Tortoise pulled out a gun and told Basil he wanted to race against him. Basil agreed, the course laid out. The hare sounded the airhorn and the pair were off. It was obvious basil was going to win, he had a great lead on the tortoise. About 5 feet from the finish line, Basil dropped to the ground. In the distance the tortoise could be seen putting his gun back into his pocket as he kept going, and thats the real reason the tortoise always wins.

[mono]

For maintaining her constant avatar of Charlie Brown from Peanuts, as a promotional endeavor, Z-Brand peanuts sponsored papayahed recently, and designed the animated character, Charlie Brown's t-shirt into continuous Z's attached. Following a press conference with a long respectable speech by papayahed on 80's rock and marketing techniques, she agreed to make an appearance in a commercial. Poor papayahed, the newest on the job, discovered that she had never liked peanuts, yet still consumed a handful for the television commercial; however, since she had not eaten peanuts in so long, papayahed had not known of a common peanut allergy. Immediately proceeding the filming of the commercial, papayahed experienced a serious allergic anaphylactic reaction, and died later that day.
At her funeral, where city officials buried her near Charles Schultz, Charlie Brown left his famed baseball glove, Linus donated his beloved blanket, Schroeder provided the music, Snoopy his collar, Woodstock his birdhouse, and Lucy her 5¢ psychiatric help for the grieving.
She will be missed.

[Helga]

Extra, extra read all about it!!!! A young boy uses his imagination to die.

On this Monday May 30 of 2005 a young boy gave up his life to remember the tradgic deaths of Joan of Arc and Christopher Marlowe, who both were killed on this day centuries ago.

The young boy, mono, walked into a bar and ordered a drink. After he finished his drink he asked about the price,and did not agree with what the waiter's price was. He drew up a small knife and tried to fight the waiter and in that fight he got his own knife stabbed into his chest. This is the same way the poet and playwright Marlowe got killed.

After the knife stab he ran outside and threw himself on a fire the homeless had made in an alley and screamed : You can't make me deny my faith. This is how Joan of Arc died.

He blacked out from the smoke and both bled and burned to death.

[amuse]

and both bled and burned to death. nice! double entendre here - "both" can be read as "he both bled and burned" &/or "Mr. Marlowe and Ms. Joan" both bled and burned." :thumbs_up

[GruesomeBugman]

the person above me was hiking in the wood. While being amused by a dancing beaver they were jumped from behind and killed by a bobcat.

[Molko]

SHOCKING NEWS!!!

Today, forum member gruesome bugman was found dead in her apartment. Although authorities have sectioned off her home, it has been leaked that the cause of her death is one of twisted irony. Her beloved bugs she catered for day and night turned against her, and unfortunately devoured her body. Scientists are baffled by this and no explanations can be made as to why this happened.

Family and friends of Gruesome bugman are mourning the forum member's untimely death.

[Helga]

Molko was found dead in an abandoned apartment. A Grizzly Bear had killed poor Molko with a frying pan. The bear was standing over the body when a neighbour came by. "The bear didn't seem to know what had happended, but he still had the frying pan in his paw"

The police does not know what the bear had against poor Molko.

[Nightshade]

The well loved memeber of the forum family Literature Network Helga was killed yesterday while trying to save The old folks she worked with from an escaped homocidal copy of Jane Eyre that was on the rampage for reasons not disclosed to the public. While she managed to save the Old folks she unfortunatly was caught in the blast as the book tried to sponaiosly combust.

She will be remebered with fondness, respect and honor by her friends family and Dog Mr Spock.

All hats off please....

May she rest in peace!

The book is now in Goverment custody and is awaiting sentancing

[Scheherazade]

Nightshade Goes Missing!

Nightshade, one of the new and most active members of the Literature Forum, has disappeared. Her family has informed the authorities that she did not return from her driving lesson and no one has seen her since last Friday. The Police is questioning her driving instructor whom they found wandering in the streets, mumbling to himself "M-S-M...Mirror-Signal-Manoeuver... Mirror-Signal-Manoeuver... That is all there is to it... Mirror-Signal-Manoeuver... You would think she would get it by now... but no!" and hoping that the driver instructor might provide vital clues in their search. However, one source suggested that there is a strong posibility that the driver instructor ran out of patience with his student.

Nightshade will be missed dearly by those who were lucky enough to know her.

[mono]

Early this morning, during a longer than usual disappearance of award-winning college professor, police found the body of Scheherazade in her kitchen. That authorities found no one else in the house, at the time, not even her family, and neighbors reporting guests over the past few weeks raised suspicion of murder. Police marked one stab wound to the chest with only Scherazade's fingerprints, but various footprints around the body.
What could have happened? And where did her family leave?
During the police's evaluation, one rookie officer found a small clove of garlic blocking Scheherazade's airway. At the same moment, her family arrived in the driveway, also discovering her body, who reported of going to purchase groceries, but became kidnapped themselves by former guests. The family, however, did confirm Scheherazade's allergy to garlic.
"She must have mistaken it for something else," reported her husband.
Police concluded that in this freak occurrence, Scheherazade must have consumed a small clove of garlic, her airway swelled from the immune reaction of being allergic, and, during her panic, while cutting nearby more garlic, she fell on the floor with the knife following.
The family grieves her absence, and plans the funeral for Wednesday.

[Scheherazade]

*****FORUM ANNOUNCEMENT*****

Please be informed that
today at 5 PM GMT (22.06.2005),
the Forum will observe one minute silence
(no typing either, please)
to remember Forum member Mono.

Mono, who had been frequenting The Literary Network since August 2004, was found in his room yesterday in a rigid state with clenched fists and jaw, veins popped up on his neck and could not be revived despite the best efforts of the medical team. The doctors, admitting that they have not seen a similar case before, suggest that Mono could be 'frozen' as a result of his determination to be kind and patient, supressing his negative feelings and anger at all costs.

He will be dearly missed and remembered for many years to come.

[Taliesin]

they sayed,,, that scher did an' opperratin : wher shjee got smaat but then they sayed that; her indeligens starded goink doun and then she daid.

would you please put some flowers to Scher's grave?

[Snukes]

Taliesin, who had a most impressive collection of Shiny Things, has unfortunately choked to death on a soda can tab. If anyone else finds his Shiny Things Hoard before I do, BACK OFF, I have dibs!

[Nightshade]

It has been sadly reported that Snukes of Waffles was kidnapped by a train time travelling Donkeys and taken to Ancient Egypt, as they discovered her Knowledge of How to cross the Great White Western Dessert.
A Manuscript was discovered after her disappearance in the LIterature Network Forum Library descriping her long and poseperace life in Ancient Egypt and how she became one of the richest most powerful and well loved people in the land such that The Pharoh had built for her a marvellous palace/ Temple of the rarest marble and she was surrounded till she died at the bright old age of 160 with all the shinny things her heart could desire.

Unfortunatly for those of us who knew her before she vanished into the past this means that she died a good 4000 years ago.

[mono]

The Literature Network regrets to inform its members of one lost yesterday, dear Nightshade.
Her family and friends remember her as an optimistic and energetic young woman, so full of glee that it, in fact, involved her cause of death.
Much like Buddha, in ancient days, Nightshade, full of positivity and ambition, desired to seek the origin and healing of all human suffering. She sat and meditated beneath a beautiful local tree, and determined the cause consisted of lack of smiling and laughing, two sure signs of happiness. She paraded around her city, and, in turn, the country, attempting to spread her bright smile, encouraging others to do the same. She left many followers as more joyful people, but, in her persistent smiling, she never consumed neither food nor water, and died of thirst and starvation.
The forum asks all its members to follow a brief silence in memory of Nightshade; may her optimism remain living.

[Scheherazade]

! ! ! ! ! WARNING ! ! ! ! !

Are you a beanie hat lover?

A recent case of suffocation has bewildered and caused panic among beanie hat lovers all around the world.

A young man named Mono found suffocated under his beanie hat in the park where he often went for reading.

The beanie hat wearers are warned to remove their hats at regular intervals and also not to pull it down over their faces for prolonged periods of time.

! ! ! ! ! WARNING ! ! ! ! !

[papayahed]

Sadly, in a freak mishap, Scher left the bounds of these earthly confines today. While walking underneath a shelf labeled "Past Book Club Winners" the shelf gave way and 5 tons of books came crashing down on poor scher. The coroner reports that while all the books are responsible for the death Crime and Punishment dealt the final blow.

[Scheherazade]

Literature Network Forums mourns the loss of one of its most beloved members. Papayahed who has been a member of the Forum since February 2004 was run over by a yellow Volkswagen on her way to work this morning. The driver of the car, who has been a close friend of Papayahed, confessed that he ran her over in a fit of jealousy: 'We were really close and having a good time but then that... that dreadful Troll appeared out of nowhere... and then... all I heard was "I have to take the Troll to the park... I am meeting the Troll for dinner..." She didn't have any time for me anymore... It was like the Troll had become the centre of her life... And I don't know what came over me...'

The Troll was not available to comment; one source revealed that he had already left the town at the time of Papayahed's death.

Papayahed will be missed dearly by all her friends and family.

[mono]

The Literature Network regrets to inform you of the untimely and unfortunate death of one of its beloved moderators and members, Scheherazade.
Her family and close friends remember her as an outgoing, enthusiastic, and intelligent woman, very devoted to literature. During one of her many parties, consisting of several friends and family members visiting, Scheherazade (or 'Scher') tip-toed to a nearby comfortable chair, and began reading her copy of Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier - an act she proudly did, and everyone disregarded, understanding her passion for literature.
Due to such passion, however, and feeling so enthralled by the novel, she did not notice a small fire that broke from someone lighting a cigarette, and dropping the match; as everyone scurried out of their seats, many guests ended up spilling wine and alcohol drinks, thus spreading the fire. Eventually, the fire rampaged through every room, everyone evacuated the house (while neighbors called the fire department), but Scheherazade, so interested in Rebecca, did not notice the fire, and firefighters and paramedics could not save her in time.
Let us hold a silence in memory for Scheherazade.

[Taliesin]

It is our sad duty to inform you that Mono was accidentally shot being falsely accused of the murder of a girl. The girl had been strangled with a piece of lace and her parents were mad of grief so when her father saw mono's avatar, he thought him guilty of murder and shot him.
He will be missed.

[Nightshade]

Tailsin poor beloved crow member of the Network was discovered in the early hours dead in an oven. It is assumed that he retreated there thinking it was a celler to escape the tornado to the Land of Oz but unfortunatly the door closed and he became stuck
there when a freak hot spell resulted in roasting him alive.
he was not eaten insted he will be committed for burial at sunset.

[Scheherazade]

'She did not listen to me... I told her she shouldn't have so many chocolate cakes, sweets and ice cream... I mean I know it was her birthday and all but... *sigh* She kept eating and eating and eating... like there was no tomorrow... Heh... There wasn't for her, I guess... But only because she had that much chocolate and sweets... The doctors said it was kind of a poisoning... *sighs* Yeah, and on her birthday as well... Well, some might say "what a way to go!" I am sure she is watching us from some cloud now... Her beloved smilies around her... Rubbing her sugar-full belly... Yeah... Will miss her though...*sigh*'

[adilyoussef]

When she was looking for a place to be in, Scheherazade, for she was not where she would like to be, her attantion was cought by a screaming voice. She turned to see what was happening but was surprised to see everyone gazing at her with astonished fearful eyes. She felt her body got colder and colder. In fiew seconds, she saw a everything went in a light-gray colour. Then everything vanished. Misfortunate, she was mistakenly shot by a policeman who was running after a suspect. Life is made of mistakes and some are paid by the blood of some loved ones. May her soul rest in peace.

[Nightshade]

Adilyoussef was assasinated yesterday in his sleep by his united siblings who became tierd of his unending wisdom and dictatorship.

Such is the rewards of genius
:D;)

[adilyoussef]

Accused of killing about 1.000.000 peole of loughter, Night was found guilty of the crime and executed last week. Her smilies are under arrest now and will be transfer to an underground prison forever.

[B-Mental]

It is with regret that I inform the members of Lit Network that Adilyoussef has recently passed away. The circumstances surrounding the event are unusual because Adilyoussef lived in "a dream dreamt through me by the minds of others". Apparently, not one of us thought of food, and poor Adilyoussef died of starvation.

I am personally filled with the shame of knowing that 'an apple a day' thought may have sustained our friend until someone might have thought to send a truckload of food.

Apparently, shortly after Adilyoussef's death, food thoughts have been sent, and are now accumulating at an astounding rate. The irony...

[Pendragon]

Oh, how true the words "fury doth most often turn upon the furious." And so it was with our departed friend, B-mental. The "Fingers of Fury" that he could summon so readily at length turned inward, and so, like the Phoenix, he perished in his own flames. We can only hope that, like the Phoenix, he will also be reborn from his own flames, purified, a new creature.http://www.websmileys.com/sm/dressed/bek009.gif

[Darlin]

In today’s news a person allegedly dressed in armor and riding a horse has apparently drowned in the river. An eye witness said he thought perhaps the armored rider was attempting to assist a woman who was dressed in a long flowing gown apparently calling for help. Another witness stated the woman was swept up into the fiend’s arms as he galloped through the park. Yet another witness reported seeing the woman beating the ‘knight’ about the head and shoulders whilst crying for help.

From what we've learned the horse was so excited it reared and raced off, ran the length of the park, took off through the streets downtown until it came to a sudden halt at the edge of the river bank thus spilling forth it's passengers. Both landed in the river but only one survived. Several people watched as she rose from the water then swam to safety. She was immediately taken to the hospital to be disinfected; however the armored person has not been found at this time. Oh, wait a moment - an update. They've indeed found the man and he was indeed dressed in armor! I've just been told it was due to the great weight of his armor that he was not able to swim to safety.

What he was doing and why we will never know though the lady he had abducted claims he was trying to save her. From what though she didn't know for all she was doing was trying to find her car after the opera let out. Her husband had lingered behind with some friends and she had been calling him to hurry up as she couldn’t remember where she’d parked. She did say despite his Quixote behavior the man in armor looked for all the world like a knight in shining armor, however when he sunk in the dark waters and his arm rose above the waves and grasped the sword he had worn at his side she assumed he was crazy and swam the harder to escape him.

(Edit - Alas, we hardly knew thee Pendragon & sadly I'm not quite sure if you're male or female though I guess the former?)

[Nightshade]

The reports of the last month of a spiderman look alike roming (spelling) Ohio have come to an abrubt end with the death of this arochnophile super person -- Everyday hero??
Anyway the Masked spder was discovered to have killed himself by misjudging a leep he took between buildings in his efforst to save some lives --unfortunattly or prahps irobnically while he did save many people on this occasion the "danger" he stumble upon was of the Hollywood variaty and so he died in vain
But he will be remebered for his dedication to human life and his motto
"with great power comes great responsibilty" which the world now inherits from him

Darlin we bid you farewell with great sadness but he will not trully be dead as he lives on in are hearts and minds ....and as a slight stain on the wall where he collided which is being declared a monument to his life.

( Darlin you are a he right?? and yes Pendragon is a he)

(edit: Bananas in Pajamas I was Wrong sorry Darlin :blush: I did think you were female at first then got confused somehow not the first time, eith though it was the other way round last time when I was confused about Baddad http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/1011.gif)

[Darlin]

Oh, that's too cute! You remember I posted somewhere that Spidey's one of my all time favorite superheroes! Very nice!

And now someone must do the death of Nightshade in the most horrid form imaginable! :D

[Pendragon]

In the pre-dawn hours, a female body draped in a shimmering cloak of jet, discribed to this reporter as "If a piece of th' bleedin' night 'ad come alive!", was discovered in the Whitechapel area. She held clutched in one hand a plant, identified by Master Sleuth Sherlock Holmes as Atropa belladona, or Deadly Nightshade. Her face was fixed in a most frightening death grimace, but her eyes were shut as if she were sleeping peacefully. Holmes when questioned expressed his opinion that she was a victim of Jack the Ripper. When Inspector Lestrade of theYard pointed out that the young woman's thoat was unmarred, Holmes remained calm. "That," He replied loftily, "Is the courious incident! Come Watson, the game is afoot!" Watson whispered to me as he left, "Sometimes the man is impossible..."

Excerpt from the Times, London, October, 1888...

[Nightshade]

:lol:
jack the ripper....wait didnt he only attack prostitutes?
*raises eyebrows*
I am assuming no slur intended

[Pendragon]

:lol:
jack the ripper....wait didnt he only attack prostitutes?
*raises eyebrows*
I am assuming no slur intended
Well, this was Victorian England, and any other bodies found were sure to be "covered up" rather than embarass polite society. There were other, unidentified bodies found, one in the very basement of Scotland Yard, much to their dismay and shock! (I have several reference books on the crimes, including Patricia Cornwell's). Offically, they can't even make up their minds as to the number of victims. Traditionally there are five, all women of debatable morals. There could have been any number from four (some discount the double-homicide as both being committed by the "Ripper"), to more than ten, some respectable ladies.

But my dear lady, I am much too much of a gentleman to even suggest such an ugly slur about any lady! The point I'm trying to make is that the crime could not possibly be a "Ripper" crime, as the woman's body is found
draped in a shimmering cloak of jet rather than partially unclad and
When Inspector Lestrade of theYard pointed out that the young woman's thoat was unmarred, Holmes remained calm. "That," He replied loftily, "Is the courious incident! Come Watson, the game is afoot!" There is no blood,no disection of any sort is involved. Just a weird smile and a dead lady in Whitechaple. Even the date is wrong, I do not think there was a murder in October. So rest easy, Nightshade, dear lady, and don't haunt me! Arraaguugh! Avaunt! Avaunt! http://www.websmileys.com/sm/mad/boese014.gif

[Nightshade]

But my dear lady, I am much too much of a gentleman to even suggest such an ugly slur about any lady!
I figured as much :D

So rest easy, Nightshade, dear lady, and don't haunt me! Arraaguugh! Avaunt! Avaunt!
whjat not even a little you are a real kill joy Pen wait till your dead and on that note...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We inturupt your regularly sceduled programs to bring you this news bullitien...
Today a mad man atttempted to single handedly with the assistance of a mere tin foil sword to slay the last remaining dragon who has now gone into protective custody and has left his usal residance at Dragon towers in the Welsh side of the Pennines.
The man was apparantly driven mad by 'voices" he claimed tormented him and urged the slaying of the last dragon.
He claims that a dragon must die to be reborn from the ashes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
actually thats not a very good death sorry pen :D

[Pendragon]

A middle aged writer calling himself David Pendragon, (we are fairly certain that is NOT his real name), reported to Scotland Yard last night that the flat he had recently rented in order to "write my stories in peace and quiet!" was haunted. "I just turned around, and she was kind of--just, THERE--, you know? A smiling lady in a flowing jet black cloak. Gave me a right start I can tell you!"

The Yard is suspicious of Pendragon, since despite his efforts to appear British, he is obviously a Yank. He also seemed to be wearing part of a suit of armor. The Chief brushed him off, but he was back in ten minutes. "I say, are you blokes going t' be all bleeding night? Now she's singing and combing 'er long hair! And that smile! It's enough to frighten the French! I bloody well want something done!" Here he waved a broadsword under the Cheif's nose, almost removing it.

The Yard had him dispatched to a sanitarium. In two hours he was back again: "'ere now! Un'and me, witless oafs!" He now was in full armor. "You've got t' get that spook outa me flat! She's giving me dragon a Conniption Fit! Fie, avaunt, spirit!"

He had another long sword, which we removed with difficulty, and locked him in the drunk tank. It didn't shut him up. "Arrrauugh! Naow she's in 'ere! Lord 'elp a poor old fool! Keep away! Keep away! Moby! Moby Dave! 'elp!" There were several unclear noises, and a smell of burnt metal.

We opened the tank. The bloke was gone! A smoking hole was burned through the wall of the cell. Then we heard his voice, somewhere above our heard. "Blimey! Well, m'lady, if you won't go away, we'll just 'ave to cut a deal. 'ow'd you like t' be in me next ghost story? Good enough. 'ome, Moby."

When the Yard called on Pendragon, he was at home, busy typing. "Whot d'yew want naow? She's a right friendly sort when you get to know 'er. Whot?
'ow'd I get out? I tol' you I 'ad a dragon, you know."

Off the record, this reporter did seem to see a smiling, ghostly lady standing near Pendragon as he typed, and the whole place smelled of brimstone.... :lol: :lol: :wave: :wave:

[Nightshade]

:lol:
oh Im crying....
____________________________________________
David Pendragon passed away today,
It happened coming back from Mandalay,
He was sharing with moby and they was jestin'
when that darned dragon delevloped indejestin'.
This brought on a fit of fiery burpin's
It would have bin better for all if he avoided them gerkins
But alass and alack for that poor chap
a large firy burp and that was that!
____________________________________

humm not fantastic and Pen needs killing again ( ps mandaly is a curryhouse/chippy)

[Loki]

Twice upon a time, there lived a nice young girl named Night.
She had multicoloured hair, and supernaturally acute sight.
Well, it just so happens that one fine day,
Night went out to watch the butterflies play,
And to fill up her bucket with milk.
Strawberry Creek was an overlarge leak,
Expanded, as it were, by the rain;
As Night leaned over to scoop up some premium quality strawberry milk
A hand reached out and grabbed her! - pulling her down to a milkity death.
And that is the end of the sad story of the day Night passed away.
She will be missed.

[samercury]

(Can’t believe I haven’t been to this thread yet :lol: )

Scientists have made a new discovery! Late last night, they found the bones of a young man near the Wall of China. He seems to have been murdered by a sorceress- evidence: papyrus with writing on it.
One of the discoverers says in an interview: “The weird thing is that he seems to have been hatched from an egg…..this is something we’ve never seen before”

.....sorry..........

[Nightshade]

Breaking news~~~~~
In a bizzare chain of events a terrible jealous fight spiiled out between various of Samercury's avatars. Poor Sam got caught thring to stop them from hurting each other and she ended up caught in the sights of all their combined wierd sweat drop anime super powers.
She went up in dust now she will always be with us in the air we breathe.:D

[adilyoussef]

To day rain wont stop for that the sky is weeping over the death of our good fellow Night.

Oh heart cry your sorrow
Oh eyes flood in tears
For Night left my life hollow
And empty for my soul she steals

[Pendragon]

The badly burned body of a man, dressed in the remains of a white robe, filiments of long white hair and beard still floating in the breeze, was found sitting in a stone doorway. At first, we thought him dead, but he slowly raised a churchwarden pipe towards his blistered lips as his eyes tried to focus. "I thought I'd finished that Balrog in Moria..." He whispered. The effort was too much, and he slumped against the stone frame. his name was Adilyoussef, it was discovered.

A battle raged far underground,
A victory fought and won
But still the flamming monster lurks around
And now our friend is gone
We shall miss his gentle wisdom
And the sparkle of his eyes
For Adilyoussef the end has come
For all that lives must die...

[Chava]

And thus the famed Knight sir Pendragon, rode out, upon his vain stallion, to slay the villain dragon, whom had decided to devour another helpless young virgin from the nearby town of somethingunimportant... However, as the much glorified knight was closing in upon the cave and den of the infamous dragon's leir, he became aware of a rather ghastly odor... Could it be? It twas... The reek of the hereby infamed skunk, who was called Jim Skunk the Flatulent. And with a hearty sigh sir Pendragon collapsed in an indignant heep, never to rise again.

[B-Mental]

The federal government has begun an investigation into the worldwide hammock industry following another grisly death. The most recent death, a person only identified as 'Chava', was discovered barefoot in the twisted hammock apparently suffocating. Jim Beepers with Consumer Safety stated, quote, "We're not sure what exactly has been causing these deaths, but if you must use a hammock, please for the love of God wear shoes"endquote.

[adilyoussef]

While expolring the sea, a submarine captain heard a crying of a dolphin, deep and sad mourning that cought his attention. Astonished and frightned, puzled and confuzed, he tried to give an explanation of what he was seeing. The dolphan held the dead boddy of one of the furom members known as B-Mental. How to describe that, he found no means to.

Tear after tear my eyes wept
Over your death and cried.
That a good fellow you were
And a missed one now are.

Those were the words said by the dolphin, and those were the words that the captain could not explain.

[Chava]

'Twas a dark and utterly hazy night, when the tall lean shape of an oddish wizzard protruded from the darkened walls of the castle. (you see smoking was prohibited indoors) and ths the poor wizard was facing wind and bitter rain to light his pipe. With the air of someone who feels very much important, he lit his pipe and smoked thankfully. Suddenly, he had a great heave and a wheeze, and with that he fell to the ground, for you see cancer had got the better of him. Out came Frodo to seek for his friend, and found him in a heap by the wall, pipe in hand. "Oh well" he thought...

[Pendragon]

"A young, barefoot, flamboyantly dressed young woman came dashing out of the woodlands near Dartmoor late last evening. She was carring a pair of expensive kid gloves, and exclaiming loudly about being "Late! Late! I'm always late!" She dashed straight on, daft as a kipper right into the side of the thick stone prison wall. Efforts were made to revive her, but an attending Doctor said she had suffered a skull fracture, and also was in the throes of "brain fever". She turned to me, handed me the gloves, and said something unitelligable. Then she slumped and closed her eyes. As they drew the sheet over her, I noticed something I'd never seen before: There was a small door, only about six inches high right in the side of the wall, just below where the young woman had smashed her head....http://www.websmileys.com/sm/animal/1.gif

[B-Mental]

Recently the line of Arthur was brought to an abrupt end. It appears that David Pendragon, a writer of obituaries and master of smilies, was found dead in front of his computer today. A hideous computer virus, affecting only his smilie files, was introduced to his home computer when he inadvertently opened an email titled '50 Ways to Serve Grits'. The virus turned his cute little smilies into ravenous blood thirsty cyber killers. Detectives investigating the incident refer to it as the first documented case of smilicide.

[Pendragon]

If you wish to investigate the Leprechauns,
You'd best do it right
And go and veiw them by light of day
And not in the black of night!
Nor turn your back upon a mountain
For a great rock is lurking there
You take your eyes off it for just a moment
And it will tumble down and squish you fair!
But B-Mental never worried about these things
Had a truly logical, trained scientific mind
Had left all of these "fairy tales"
Far away and long behind
But the fingertips of fury
Gave that ol' rock a little nudge
And down at the mortuary
They are sifting B-Mental from the sludge!
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PS. B-Mental, I despise grits! Yuck! :sick:

[B-Mental]

hahahaha you so funny, me laugh for a long time, hahahaha
fyi the avatar is a decorative clover leaf (lost its clarity in the file reduction)

Those are some spooky smilies....:eek:

[Pendragon]

hahahaha you so funny, me laugh for a long time, hahahaha
fyi the avatar is a decorative clover leaf (lost its clarity in the file reduction)

Those are some spooky smilies....:eek:Is OK. I fix! Hey, the smilies, you gave them a virus, remember....http://www.websmileys.com/sm/mad/boese012.gif

[Nightshade]

:shock: :eek2: you disappear for less than a week and the smilies are infected!!
Anyway
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Today we mourn the death of a great man in all his ahh faces. A dragon, a slayer of dragons, a shadow and a force the dark had to rekon with. He was well loved. how did he die, you ask? welll it all began with his knife collection or was it the dreams?
Anyway he was prone to very realistic colour dreams and all that seems clear is that his dreams were so realistic that his nightmare came alive and ahhh stabed him with his prize knife .


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Sorry I cant think of violence or grimness today too happy:D

[Chava]

The above was promenading down a sidewalk with a grin the size of Jamaica plastered on her gulliver, when suddenly the wind changed and her face was locked in that position!
Sadly she was no longer capable of the intake of food or drink and soon died of starvation.
People said, "She died with a smile on her face".

[Pendragon]

Ever following the white rabbit over hill and dale,
Through grassy meadows and by the sea,
Over foggy moor, through haunted vale,
Chava came at last to The Lizzy Borden B & B
And it was there that the ghost of Lizzy took an axe
And gave our barefoot buddy forty whacks!
Laughing feindishly, for she knew,
They would never prove this one any more than the other two!
:angel: :bawling: :bawling: :bawling: :angel:

[Scheherazade]

Once there was a dragon named Pen,
Roamed the moors with his faithful hen.
Drank his ale straight out of its can,
Warmed the beans in an old twisted pan.
Being a sensitive and literary one,
He wrote poems for his brave clan.
But suddenly there was a ban,
It was evil King Poe's sinister plan.
Poor Pen could write no more then,
This made him turn sick and wan.
Day after day he sighed in vain,
And then forever gone to feel no more pain!

[Pendragon]

1001 tales is a great many to tell,
(especially when you're where you don't want to be!)
And one man's Heaven is another man's Hell
And oh, how our fairy longed to be free!
But it was "Stories, wench! More stores!" the Ogre would rave
Night after night and again and again
Under flickering flambeaux that lit up the cave
As He shook his huge finger under her chin.
She'd tried to escape on her gossomer wings
And leave this dark cave and her wicked master behind
But to an Ogre the wings were worthless things
That the web of a spider in his cave could bind
But finally Scheherazade drew her final breath:
For in telling her stories, she bored herself to death... :yawnb:
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[Bongitybongbong]

A battle not yet won,
For the chaos still fights,
Order is struggling,
Yonder, the hero duels the demon,
Things were not ment to be.

[adilyoussef]

Missed for a long time
The above was
Exploring and trying to find
Himself he missed and was
Lost and there he died

[Chava]

oh i have been longing to kill the above,

And thus she raised the knife... And leapt about three and a half metres to the side as the above pommeled to the ground with a great rasping sound, (the effects of long-term pipe smoking) (sorry, couldn't resist. :) long time no see Adil)

[adilyoussef]

oh i have been longing to kill the above,

And thus she raised the knife... And leapt about three and a half metres to the side as the above pommeled to the ground with a great rasping sound, (the effects of long-term pipe smoking) (sorry, couldn't resist. :) long time no see Adil)

You don't know how heartly I laughed. :lol: :lol: :lol:

it's my turn now. :brow:

When napping peasfully after a good lunch, our good and beloved friend Chava was suddenly taken as a hostage by two stupid guy. Having takken the wrong person, they dessided to let her go. Being at least free, she ran the fastes she could more in joy than fear of being caught again. Without paying attetion to the roed, a car hit her. She was still alive and taken to the hospital when the same guys kidnapped her again. This time being not able to distinguish her from the one they want really to kill, they agreed on killing her. Fortunately when she talked to them, they realised there mistake and let her go again. Being not able to run as she did last time and for fear of experimenting the same fate as before, she desided to take a taxi. But she forgot that she has no mony and the taxi driver trew her out of a bridge for he traveled a long distance without being paid and happened to be full of debts. In a way she survived. At the and she reached her home and being happy for that everything ended at least, she jumped with joy and fell on her head. Unfertunately she that caused her death. :brow:

See you in a better world where all these won't happen. :wave:

[Pendragon]

I begin to see, Chava, that I should go back and edit some obits.......http://www.websmileys.com/sm/sad/1201.gif :blush: Blimey, you should have told me you were a lady!! :blush: :blush: :blush:

[Chava]

gee, no wonder you couldn't find a picture of me... :) hehe, no harm done.

[Pendragon]

gee, no wonder you couldn't find a picture of me... :) hehe, no harm done.None except for open mouth, insert foot! :lol: :lol:

[Scheherazade]

A song for Adil (to be sung to the tune of 'Senor Don Gato'):



Oh Adil Youssef was a lad
On a high red roof Adil sat
He went there to read a letter,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Where the reading light was better,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
'Twas a love note for Adil

'I adore you', wrote the lady friend
Who was smiley, friendly and nice and fat
There was not a sweeter girlie,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
In the country or the city,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
And she said she'd wed Adil Youssef

Oh, Adil Youssef jumped so happily
He fell off the roof and broke his knee
Broke his ribs and all his fingers,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
And his little solar plexus,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
'Bismillah!' cried Adil Youssef

Then the doctors all came on the run
Just to see if something could be done
And they held a consultation,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
About how to save their patient,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
How to save Adil Youssef

But in spite of everything they tried
Poor Adil Youssef up and died
And it wasn't very merry,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Going to the cemetery,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For the ending of Adil Youssef

When the funeral passed the internet cafe
Literature Network site was on air
Though his burial was slated,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
He became reanimated,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
He came back to life, Adil Youssef

[Pendragon]

Well, once I found a fairy in my teacup,
But I was in a place where I didn't want to be
I guess it was tea, but I didn't know which end was up
And the creatures there were very strange to me
I'd swear there was a hare there at the table
And a little guy in a top hat that looked like Martin Short
With a dormouse snorning loud as he was able
And a little girl who seemed so out of sorts
But Chava was there, and Adil and Nightshade
And others that I really can't recall
We guzzled down that tea like it was lemonade
While a catapillar with a bong just watched us all
But it was fatal for the fairy in my teacup
Because I sat it down and the dormouse snapped 'er up! :D http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cartoon/1238.gif

[adilyoussef]

Such a lovely song. Thank you Scheherazade. I should show it to my classmates and sing it together. I really love it. BTW, I'm waiting for a letter of this kind.

From door to door I knocked
But see no more of her and her friends.
Maybe she passed
Away and only memories lasted
Of her and her friends.
I've just come to say thank you
For the song and ask you
Abdout you and your friends.
Unfortunately all the doors were locked
And no one can be asked
For death took you and your friends.
Rest in peace and be merry
And to join you I'll be happy
To talk to you and your friends. :wave:

[Scheherazade]

Such a lovely song. Thank you Scheherazade. I should show it to my classmates and sing it together. I really love it. BTW, I'm waiting for a letter of this kind.
I thought you might be waiting for a letter of this sort (read the 'The Most Beautiful Thing Said to You' thread, which made me think of the Senor Don Gato's song :p). You might find the original song on the net if you are not familiar with it. It is a funny, children's song.

Hope the letter does not keep you waiting for too long! :)

[Bongitybongbong]

Woman Killed in a Kit Kat Mishap

The Literature Network member Scheherazade died in Kit Kat enthusiasts convention. She thought the pillars were actual Kit Kats, but they were justed shaped for the theme. She knocked a pillar down and with it part of the ceiling. No one else was hurt in this tragic accident.

[Pendragon]

You're popular Scheherazade! Three obits in a row!http://www.websmileys.com/sm/crazy/1034.gif

[Scheherazade]

You're popular Scheherazade! Three obits in a row!http://www.websmileys.com/sm/crazy/1034.gif:p

Yeah, there is nothing like knowing that there is no shortage of people who are willing to do away with ya!

:p

[adilyoussef]

I sat in my room contemplating my paper
Couldn't write for the lost of a friend,
He fought Evil and dragons
But was lost in a see of send.

I took my pen and tried
To write for the memory of a friend
In all the sudden I heard a voice
Familiar was it and said: 'Ahoy!'

Who might you be thou talking to me
Evil spirit or an angle from the sky?
Without a wonder was the reply:
'Be sure that neither was I.'

Astonished to know that it was my pen
Talking to me and said:'It is me who was then
A member of the forum with the name of Pen,
Poems I wrote with much love and fun.'

How could it be wonder I
That once you were a fellow and now a pen
Smiled he and said: 'That is the end
Of the story of a man turned to pen.'

[Pendragon]

Great one, Adil! :lol: :lol: :lol:

[adilyoussef]

It was time of wonder, it was time of beliefs. It was days of mistery, it was days of grief. The night was like the day. Poeple looked like each other. One could not distinguish between a foe and a friend. And the day was so long and the night so longer. In the midle of this calamity, Night was coming home from a long day of hard work. She was thinking of nothing but to rest and to remove all what was weighing on her chest. She opened the door of the house but found nobody there. She called but received no answer. She turned on the light but darkness prevailed. Frightened she ran. Outside the house she fled. Still midday but all was dark. The sky was cloudy and dropes of rain fell slowly. She looked behind her and saw a stranger. With his hard looking eyes winked and smiled. He pulled out a gun and shot her. She screamed with terror. Everything now was calm and quiet. Darkness still remained. But Night was now in her room. And soon realized that all was but a dream soon to be forgotten. No, how could it be? For the dream turned to a nighmare. In fact, there was a real man in her room with a gun pointed it to her chest. Surprised by her scream, he shot and didn't miss. Just happened to open the door and was thrown in the floor. Counting her last hours she looked at her friend, she looked at Night and said: "I was worried about you and heard you screaming. So I come running." She was taking a hold of her friend's hand while speaking. Soon everything faded.

Scher was long missed and the Lit. forum members are still looking for the killer. And Night wants to revange her friend. Shall I give you a hint? :goof:

[Scheherazade]

Death Leaves Medical World Stumped

AP - Wed Nov 30, 8:49 PM ET

The death of a young man has left the doctors all over the world baffled. The North African Adil Youssef, who was in his early 20s, was found dead in his bedroom two days ago. Sources close to his family reported that Adil was in good health even though he had an operation last summer. One family member said, 'he went to bed as usual, a little after midnight, then he did not get up in the morning.'

The doctors could not find any physical explanations for his untimely death; however, they are concentrating on the theory that being a serious, thoughtful young man, Adil might have been too deep in thought and died as a result of 'thought drowning'.

His family and friends, who are shocked by this sudden loss, will miss him dearly.

[Kaltrina]

hey guys you write cool obits. :lol: I have so much fun reading them... Adil what an imagination..nice ;)... :D

[Nightshade]

ahhem avenge scher now that I can do but may I point out I do not scream in terror?! ;) :D

[Pendragon]

Ah, yes, Night, but as Adil said in the obit WHO WAS THE MAN WITH THE GUN? HA!HA!HA!HA!HA!HA!HA!

[adilyoussef]

Oh I'm dead and beried. Darkness surounded me. My thoughts killed me. "Thought drawning" it was called. In my grave, I heard foot steps. They were of a man. That guy who winked and smiled at Night. He stood on my grave and loughed. Then he said:"Ha, ha, ha! I pitty you. You wanted to desclose my secret and divulge my identity. What can you do now that you are dead? Here a present for you. Here I have the soul of kaltrina. Ha, ha, ha!"

I always thought death to be a relief. But I'm in my grave and can't reast. Becouse of my silence, another forum member perished. Who can stop him? Who might help us rest in peace?

[smilingtearz]

awesome stuff u guys...but im really bad with obits...dun even want to try...and as papaya sez do it or Don't there's no try!! :D

and Adil who'd want to see u dead anyways?!

so whoz writing my obit...be sure to make it exxtra emotional!

[Pendragon]

Death did not rob her of the beauty that was hers,
For even He must bow to higher powers.
But finally silenced are her smiling tears,
And a smile of hope has replaced the touch of sorrow.
How brave she was to face the days as she did,
And the smile always brought sunshine through the rain.
But, Death, that rascal, stole our precious friend,
So somewhere shall we see her face again?
SmilingTearz, your voice still echoes on the breeze;
Never gone until forgotten, never forgotten while we live.
Your beauty glows still in each sunset sinking in the seas.
You gave your all till there was nothing left to give...
We do not say goodbye, or even say goodnight--
For they say SmilingTearz has perished, but then who just passed my sight....

Pen

[Kaltrina]

wow Pen that was beautiful....


Oh I'm dead and beried. Darkness surounded me. My thoughts killed me. "Thought drawning" it was called. In my grave, I heard foot steps. They were of a man. That guy who winked and smiled at Night. He stood on my grave and loughed. Then he said:"Ha, ha, ha! I pitty you. You wanted to desclose my secret and divulge my identity. What can you do now that you are dead? Here a present for you. Here I have the soul of kaltrina. Ha, ha, ha!"

I always thought death to be a relief. But I'm in my grave and can't reast. Becouse of my silence, another forum member perished. Who can stop him? Who might help us rest in peace?


hey Adil didn't I say you have a great imagination....? ah well...you do. :D

[adilyoussef]

Every one now is in his/her gards. No trust prevails. Fingers of accusation are now and then pointed to every one blonging to the forum. Who is the killer? Some say is a poet and some say it's somebody unseen.

Pen, a forum member known for his good verses of poetry, was accused of the felony. It happened, in one of his obits, he was found guilty of a crime commited against Smilingtearz. But the fact is that he was found dead a pen in the head in front of a paper in which is written "To all who might be intrested in the story of Night, the truth is..." Unfortunatly he did not have time to finish. Truth is; truth was; truth is truth; and who knows truth? How many should perish till truth is disclosed.

[Pendragon]

wow Pen that was beautiful....
Thanks Kaltrina, m'lady. SmilingTearz said to make it sort of extra emotional, so I tried.... I guess I owe you an obit now... after someone knocks off Adil, my fellow poet again! ;) :) :nod: http://www.smileyville.net/brizco/rip_1.gif

[RobinHood3000]

Adilyoussef: Fell from the heavens trying to fly--perpetual passing of time within his/her thoughts left him/her susceptible to flights of fancy...alas, Icarus flew too high.

[Pendragon]

And Pendragon keeps his word, m'lady. Here's to you, Kaltrina. Then someone will off the Archer...

We bid farewell to Kaltrina, fair beautiful young lady,
With her smile both mischievous and yet somehow shy.
With her butterfly wings, like some dainty woodland fairy,
Tell me, moon over Kosova, why did she have to die?
And thou, oh Grim Death, return to us the sweet maiden!
Why should thou thus unjustly deprive us of a dear friend?
Are not thy bony arms forever heavy-laden?
Is thy thirst never sated? Knows thy hunger no end?
We stood united before the Dark Lord to reclaim Kaltrina,
Yet he only laughed as he bore her away.
But a victory we gained, that was missed by the vile demon:
For he TOOK her—YES—but she fell not to his blade!
“That is not dead which can sleeping lie:
And with countless eons, even Death can die…”

Pen

(The last two lines are not mine, I "borrowed" them from H.P. Lovecraft.)

[adilyoussef]

I will Pen. Don't worry about that.
By the way Robin, I'm a man. You can use the "he" pronoun. And I'll assume that you'r a man too.

Honner is a story once told to me
About an archer so devoted to be,
Sucrifice he would give to make happy
Everyone asking for help and to flee.
Fairy tale or true one was it maybe
I'm not sure for he is missed surely.
Robin as a bird flew to fight
A demmonic man and to make him die,
Arch in hand the target between the eyes
He aimed with a spirit so high.
Forgotten his arrows he knew but lately
Just before the harm was done.
Waisting no time the evil took him and "slamp"!
Cut his head off and in a moment ran. :goof:

[Chava]

Death is a swift note of sentiment,
where we mourn not those who have diminished,
but the abscence they have left.
And at the funeral of Adilyoussef,
there stood beside me a kindred soul,
and cursed whomever was the cause of such a theft.
For shortly hence Adil had gone,
in search of a special sword in the specialists street,
for the hand with which he fights is his left.
His tranquil state was tested,
As he found his wallet was stolen,
The chok was much to much, and he died of a heart attack due to the theft.

(Pardon my excessive sillyness)

[RobinHood3000]

Chava slumbered in suspended peace,
When one of her palm trees began to bend.
Doubled over, it began to crease
And to the depths Chava it would send.

For her hammock did collapse and drop
Chava from its comforts into the blue.
She drowned asleep, but some wise advice:
Don't hang hammocks over deep bodies of water.

[Nightshade]

RobinHood somehow gott caught in a cross fire of aa NIght and shade battle where he was turned into a ...you guessed it... Rubber ducky he then said somthing which the femnist soul of Shade took in offence so she tried to deep fat fry him unfortunatly plastic doesnt go well with boiling oil.
He now haunts the ship in flying duck form and noi one can ever take a bath in peace.

[Pendragon]

Hee-hee!

Night with its Shades had fallen fast,
When by my study door there passed,
A phantom girl as cold as ice
Bearing a sign with the strange device:
RUBBER DUCKY

Startled was I to see her passing there
Her form blending with the darkness of the hour
No sound from a smile that seemed so nice
But I read her sign, and read it twice:
RUBBER DUCKY

The bell tolled the hour of one and she was gone
And I found myself again alone
Wondering what this ethereal girl of the Night
Could mean by such a strange device:
RUBBER DUCKY


(Sorry, Archer, I couldn't resist!) :lol: :lol: :lol:

[adilyoussef]

Death is a swift note of sentiment,
where we mourn not those who have diminished,
but the abscence they have left.
And at the funeral of Adilyoussef,
there stood beside me a kindred soul,
and cursed whomever was the cause of such a theft.
For shortly hence Adil had gone,
in search of a special sword in the specialists street,
for the hand with which he fights is his left.
His tranquil state was tested,
As he found his wallet was stolen,
The chok was much to much, and he died of a heart attack due to the theft.

(Pardon my excessive sillyness)
No don't be so. I like it.

[Kaltrina]

And Pendragon keeps his word, m'lady. Here's to you, Kaltrina. Then someone will off the Archer...

We bid farewell to Kaltrina, fair beautiful young lady,
With her smile both mischievous and yet somehow shy.
With her butterfly wings, like some dainty woodland fairy,
Tell me, moon over Kosova, why did she have to die?
And thou, oh Grim Death, return to us the sweet maiden!
Why should thou thus unjustly deprive us of a dear friend?
Are not thy bony arms forever heavy-laden?
Is thy thirst never sated? Knows thy hunger no end?
We stood united before the Dark Lord to reclaim Kaltrina,
Yet he only laughed as he bore her away.
But a victory we gained, that was missed by the vile demon:
For he TOOK her—YES—but she fell not to his blade!
“That is not dead which can sleeping lie:
And with countless eons, even Death can die…”

Pen

(The last two lines are not mine, I "borrowed" them from H.P. Lovecraft.)

thank you for the obit Pen. I love it... I admire how you guys can write poetry so beautiful and so easy... *bows to everyone*

[RobinHood3000]

A SONNET FOR A FALLEN KING

Slain in battle, defended with vigor,
Here lies the Pendragon, the last of his line.
Infinite wisdom matched by naught but his strength,
Legends would sing of his exploits for all time.

Though not entirely clear whether he
Fierce scaléd dragon or valorous knight be,
For his avatar breathed fire, but his throne-worthy name
Marked upon him the blessings of fame.

Arthur himself took pride in Pen's battle,
Plate armor clattered and great broadswords rattled...
But alas, the age of glory came to a head,
And the shaft of the Archer killed his "Name That Book" thread.

To such a thread Pen's being was bound,
And on the hands of Green Arrow could Pen's blood be found.

[adilyoussef]

Great sonnet Robin. I like it.

[Pendragon]

Excellent sonnet, Archer! I had planned to write my own obit this round, but I like yours, so we'll go with it. You have hidden talents, there, not just a memory for book titles, but a poet in your soul... good combination!http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/spezial/Fool/appl.gif

[Scheherazade]

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Robin Hood, a young man from Sherwood Forest has been the first, and what we hope to be the last, victim of such an incident. His body found in the Forest two days ago, dangling from a tree branch and the postmortem revealed that he had died of poor blood circulation, which was a result of his constant wearing of the above mentioned tights.

Our company has taken the full responsibility for his death and agreed to offer compensation to his family.

Meanwhile, you can visit our website at www.confidentmenweartights.co.uk to order a copy of our latest tight catalogue.

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

[RobinHood3000]

Can't...breathe...pelvic regions...are being...crushed...

I love it! Nicely done, Scheherazade!

[Pendragon]

The Passing of Scheherazade

Hope was the Thing With Feathers
That pearches in the human soul
Until the day there came The Hope Slayer
Named Scheherazade, the lovely and the bold

She set her on her steed in silver armor clad
And bore a sharp fanged spear
And charged howling forth her battle cry
To pierce Hope's brest so near

But Hope could never pearch inside a human heart
Without talons that hold its grip
How often have mankind felt the pain
Each time those clawed feet slip?

So matching Scheherazade's cry with one of its one
Hope flew forth with talons dripping red
The battle was brief for no Slayer of Hope
Can match Hope Lost in the Game of Death...

(smilie by brizco)http://www.smileyville.net/brizco/rip_1.gif

Pen

[Pendragon]

And tis time, I do indeed write my own obit....

Desecration

The pure, white stone of the temple
belied its age,
for it held within the polished marble halls
the wisdom of the Ancients.
The young man whose duty it was
to guard the tabernacle of the deity
Grey Matter,
performed his task with a learning
far beyond his years,
seeing to it that only the most desirable sacrifices
were burned on the Altar of Knowledge,
to send up a sweet-smelling incense
to the demi-god’s throne.
Then one fateful day a shining daemon appeared,
sweeping down dragon-like upon the hallowed halls,
spreading flame and destruction that scarred forever
the bleached stone of the temple.
It toppled the image of the god Grey Matter,
smashing it into ruin.
And, in one final blow,
It sacrificed the caretaker upon the altar.
Ripping his heart from his breast,
it wrote in blood its own name upon the white wall:
MADNESS—

Jonathan Blade
© 11/24/95

(smilie by brizco)http://www.smileyville.net/brizco/rip_1.gif

[RobinHood3000]

OBITUARY: PENDRAGON was found dead this morning of a stab wound to the torso. Apparently, the Lady of the Lake overheard someone referring to her as a "moist bint" and subsequently hurled a sword at the speaker. Unfortunately, she missed her target and impaled Pendragon squarely through the kidneys. Upon examination by a coroner and urologist, Pendragon was pronounced dead and Excalibur was henceforth declared "The Sword in the Stone."

EDIT: Darn, I was going for a double-header. C'est la vie.

[Pendragon]

Robin and the Deer Patties (to the tune of Cow Pattie)

The Archer had his arrow drawn back
All they way to his keen blue eye
(drum roll)
Out in the clearing was a buck with a real nice rack
Just release the arrow and the buck would die
(drum roll)
Now The Archer was known for never missing a shot
His fame spread the whole world around
(drum roll)
So you could bet anything you wanted there'd been venison chops
On tables for miles around
(drum roll)
But as he set his feet for the final shot
They slipped in something that was lying on the ground:
(drum roll, drum roll)
The arrow came down in the Archer' s heart--
You should watch your feet--you know the chips are down!
(DRUM ROLL)
It was those deer patties, those deer patties,
They're awful small but still enough to make you hit your fanny!
Too bad, Robin Hood. Lost to those deer patties....

(smilie by hypocrite)http://www.smileyville.net/hypocrite/serenade.gif

[adilyoussef]

Once I was roaming near the cemetry, I heard a voice singing this song.

Killing killing killing is all I know
Mercy and pardond never show.
Crual my world is but you
Was the cause of me stopping to
Kill, and be killed by you,
You that I adore and who give
Maening to my existance and why I live.
Pen oh my pen why you betray me
And be killed by thee

Aproaching the grave, I saw the name of my fellow poet Pen. Then I knew it was him dead and singing The Song of the Grave.

[sir_alex]

With a mighty yelp that seemed to shake the very Earth beneath his feet, Adilyoussef the Mighty swung his triple-sided ax at the red-eyed dragon that stood before him. Alas, poor Adilyoussef the Mighty, he failed to notice that the dragon was merely a decoy, a distraction from the guy with the big gun standing behind him...
"It seems you have met your match, agent... 008..." said Dr. Yes, and fired.

[RobinHood3000]

OBITUARY: Sir Alex was found dead this morning after being hit in the head with a meteor labeled "DEEP BLUE" traveling beyond the speed of light. Alas, no Einstein was he, and the Laws of Physics would obey no man but the German Genius himself.

[Kaltrina]

I am very sure you all are sad as I am to announce the death of our dear friend Robin who was killed last night in midnight. He was a very dear fellow and I was going to talk about his age but I'd rather talk about the way he died... He was suddenly killed by a mysterious member of the forum who was desperate in waiting to know Robins age as he was very convinced to not tell till the end of December...now we will never find out how old he was....

[RobinHood3000]

I'm curious to know how you came to be the first to know of my death, Kaltrina...hmm...

[smilingtearz]

We're Sorry to inform you of the untimely and sorrowful passing away of one of our very dear friends Robinhood. Sources reveal that this World's greatest archer, while competing with a rubber duck in his bath tub on "who speaks better and fluent rubber duckese" ...aimed a double-sided-fairytale-arrow at the rubber duck, forgetting that the strong rubber might cause it to bounce back.....the rest is history...........:(

[RobinHood3000]

We mourn the death of our beloved Kaltrina...flying low in a state of enthrallment, she tragically flew into the middle of the Merryfolk's Archery Range in Sherwood Forest. Alas, our arrows were loosed too soon, and the firing squad was to be Kaltrina's demise.

We also mourn the death of dearest smilingtearz. Her attitude problems and her fury of emotion endeared her to all. Her only call was to be found in the desires of the hearts of others. Unfortunately, the desire of one was for her to be dead.

[smilingtearz]

:lol: :lol:...thanks Robin that's cheered me up!
wait a minute....it wasn't you who desired that, were you? *a doubtful eyebrow up*

[RobinHood3000]

Of course not, and I resent the implication! :p ~quickly alters his desires ;)~

And how DOES one manage to lift one eyebrow but not the other? I've yet to figure out how it is done.

[Kaltrina]

I'm curious to know how you came to be the first to know of my death, Kaltrina...hmm...

;) *evil smile*

[smilingtearz]

Descended from heaven
An angel she was...
Its a time of grief...
to mourn the loss...

A perfect friend...
to all she knew...
desired good for all...
Me and You...

How humble she was..
how gentle and mild...
But Death, Unkind
The Devil so wild!

He wrapped her up...
In his arms of fire
To have her for himself
Was his desire...

And There Goes...
That heavenly star...
Consumed by death
Sweet Kaltrina!

[Kaltrina]

wow Eva that was beautiful.... thank you so much for the lovely obit... lol you're good... :D

[smilingtearz]

I thought you'd write one for me too ...:D...im starting to love this thread!

[Kaltrina]

yeah i am thinking of one and I will write one for you too but still thinking.. I love this thread too...

I just got the news of the death of our dearest and sweet friend Eva aka Smilingtearz... She didn't die out of natural causes which makes us even more sad because she really died from a hand of a man who stabbed her while she was going back home after spending some time in the forum trying to understand unpredictable men... Dear Eva wrote something very accurate about the way men are, and because she had hit the point men usually don't want to admit, she was followed back home and killed by one of the men who coulnd't accept what she wrote...
she will always be remembered for her courage and kept in our heart...

[adilyoussef]

Dancing in the midnight and not caring about the frost
In a world of magic, where joy never be lost
Bare feet and light cloths she is wearing
Dancing and dancing around and not caring.
How can it be in such cold she is not daring?
Yes not daring while dancing around our frosen mindes
Frosen by hearing of death and we are blind.
Althout she is dead she is happy
Like and angel taking care of you and me
So don't cry my dear friends coz death
Makes Kaltrina our gardian angel I bet.

Take care dear friend

[Kaltrina]

that's lovely Adil. I will write you an obit but when I think of one because right now I don't know what to write. :D

[smilingtearz]

kaltrina...ur again above me!!...how many times can i write an obit for the same person? and that too such a sweet person!

[Kaltrina]

lol you don't have to write me an obit again you can write an obit to Adil to whom I promised one but I can't think of any... :D but I will write it.... *hits herself in the head to get any idea* :lol:

[Pendragon]

Actually, SmilingTearz, we're on Adil.

Death’s Carriage Comes for Adil

The Night was dark, yet the sky was blue,
As over the dunes the dark carriage flew.
It was drawn by black horses that drew no breath,
And rattled up to the door of Adil Youssef.
The driver was cloaked in a hood of deep black,
And his eyes glowed like cinders from deep in the back.
He proffered a note with a skeletal hand,
And Adil gasped at the words that he read:
“Notice to Adil Youssef from His Majesty, Lord Death:
Tonight thou art called. So draw thy last breath.
Then open the door of my carriage and ride within,
For ye shall pass away from this world that you’re in.”
For a moment Adil shook. But the driver only smiled.
Then he opened the door and breathed, “Come. Rest for a while…”

Pendragon
© 12/21/05

[smilingtearz]

(AHA!
ok here's my third obit try!)
*************************
We're deeply aggrieved at the loss of our dear friend, Pendragon. It has been heard that Pendragon, the only dragon in the world who is great at typing and writing, had lost his favourite pen made of gold and known to have been given to him by Martha, the queen of faries(impressed by him) and while trying to search for it under his table and then his chair and then out on the porch and then on the staircase and then on the room right above his study and then his under his bed and then under the carpet and then in the kitchen, got his long long long tail all tangled up(like you would do in a cartoon if you were Tom, the cat with a long string of wool tied to you and being chased by jerry, the mouse) ...he got so frustrated that...a little snort from the nose and the "litlle" fire that followed....caused the mishap...his whole house was found in ruins, all that could be found was a pretty gold pen which lay unharmed amongst the ruins ...:(

[Pendragon]

Nice obit, Eva! Thanks! I actually HAVE a golden pen, a gift from my dad.... :lol: :lol: ;) http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/tiere/animal-smiley-001.gif

[smilingtearz]

...see i have Psychic powers.... :D

[adilyoussef]

This has nothing to do with obits. But I feel the need to share it with you. Especialy that we are in a thread of death.


The Grave

Alone, I fear of being so,
In a dark place and a cold one too
I'm afraid I can't breath
No one to talk to no one to hear.
Loneliness I was living in but I saw
Faces unknown and I felt
The sun in my face and cheeks.
But cold is where I'm and I freak
I can't move and I spend my time
lying and can't see the light.
Good bye my mother I'm gone
To join my brothers and I'm alone
In a long long jurney that never ends
Carrying a heavy burden and I spend
My time paying my debts and what is due
Till I'm someoned to pay the rest too.

This one is for Eva.

Smilingtears

Sorrow my heart cried
My soul flew and tried
In a world of death he went,
Lonly to bring back a friend,
In a land so far and remote
No eye could see no one could go
God alone has the power to do so
To call who He wants to him
Even the one doesn't like it too
And there my soul went
Right in heaven he found
Someoned near the Lord
Eva the one we ador

[Pendragon]

Read Yourself Goodbye, Adil

And did dear Adil suffer,
And did dear Adil Die?
Did the doctors 'round him cluster?
And did the mourners cry?
Was the fever on his noble brow,
Did pneumonia lay him low?
Did he catch mad disease from a cow,
Was it the tsetse fly that made him go?
None of these my dearest friends,
Attacked poor Adil Youseff—
He met the very worst of ends—
He read my poetry with all its trends—
Each written word from my mad pen—
And bored himself to death....

Pendragon
:lol:

[RobinHood3000]

The Pendragons are a magical couple,
Casting spells wherever they appear.
Stage magic is their specialty
Sending people from there to here.

Alas, something terrible happened,
A horrific mishap, indeed
While sawing a dragon in half
Sabotage came from Roy and Siegfried.

That which was one is now two,
And much blood did Pendragon drip
The Germans went into the lockup
So Lance Burton now rules The Strip!

[Kaltrina]

Alone, I fear of being so,
In a dark place and a cold one too
I'm afraid I can't breath
No one to talk to no one to hear.
Loneliness I was living in but I saw
Faces unknown and I felt
The sun in my face and cheeks.
But cold is where I'm and I freak
I can't move and I spend my time
lying and can't see the light.
Good bye my mother I'm gone
To join my brothers and I'm alone
In a long long jurney that never ends
Carrying a heavy burden and I spend
My time paying my debts and what is due
Till I'm someoned to pay the rest too.

Adil that's a great poem... :D and Pen, Adil's obit was really good... :lol: :lol:

[smilingtearz]

hey pen ....AWESOME:nod:...wish i could write something like that...:)

[Pendragon]

A big Thank You to Eva and Kaltrina. And of course you can write. Just use your imagination and your heart, dear ladies! ;) http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/spezial/Fool/poze.gif

[Miss Darcy]

31/12/2005

Today we regret to say that Pendragon, loyal member of the Online Literature Network, has been officially declared dead. He was unofficially dead for three hours before being discovered by St Bernards who faithfully sniffed him out from under much snow and rubble. It seems he was skiing in the Swiss Alps when suddenly, a totally surprising, wholly unexpected avalanche (oh no!) came rumbling down towards him.

And so, dear friends, he suffocated beneath metres of ice and snow.

(Though mind you the superstitious people of the village down below the mountain claim he was a victim of the Abominable Snowman.)

He will be missed. :(

[RobinHood3000]

Hey!! I'm still among the living here! That's not the way it's supposed to be! :mad: :p

[Pendragon]

The Burial Song of Robin Hood

There’s crying among the Merryfolk,
A sighing among the trees.
And Friar Tuck tolls the bell for chapel now,
It echoes through the leaves.
Why is there all this heartache,
Among the folk in Lincoln Green this day?
In Sherwood, In Sherwood,
About the break of day…

Robin Hood has fallen—
Tell me that it is not so!
But the fingers true that held the yew
Shall no longer hold a bow!
That evil nun let out his life,
We would have killed her, yet he said “Nay.”
In Sherwood, in Sherwood,
About the break of day…

Bear his body tenderly, Merryfolk!
He loved us one and all!
Says Tuck as he reads the eulogy
Robin’s final curtain call.
We shall bury him where his arrow fell,
Only there shall Robin lay—
In Sherwood, in Sherwood,
Poor Robin’s gone today…

Pendragon

(Tombstone added)

[RobinHood3000]

Ding dong, the hero's dead!

...wait...that's me...CRUD!!


MANY THANKS, Pendragon--superbly written, I applaud you!

[adilyoussef]

Ding dong the bells rang,
Impty streets silence everywhere,
At mid-day darkness fell
For mistery was there.
Sounds of arows through the wind
Were heard and all stared,
Praying Evil to lose
Unfortunatly it prevailed.
Robin Fell but tried
To save his princess he loved.
Being caught by her eyes
So beautiful and could not be compared
To the sky shying, and was blinded
By love and beauty,
He met his desteny
By being distructed from his duty.

:p

[Pendragon]

Remembrance

His place by the council fire is empty.
The black churchwarden pipe carefully kept.
Bound versions of things, that he had to say,
Remind us of Adil Youseff.
So humble and yet such a wise man.
Who among us is there that can take his place?
From among wreaths of smoke, the words that he spoke
Could lighten a load, or brighten a face.
And often at night when the fire burns low
It seems that I can see him again.
And hear that soft voice, telling me life’s full of choice,
See the quiet, gentle smile of my friend.
The stars go around in the heavens.
The sun raises and sets in the sky.
But we are dust in the wind, from the moment we begin:
And Adil tells me to fear not to die…

Pendragon

[papayahed]

In his quest to become the first man to read "The Idiots guide to dragon hunting" while sitting on the geographical south pole, pendragon was lost.

Pendragon was well prepared for his journey he took all precautions, mittens, scarf, a double layer of socks unfortunately he couldn't prepare for everything, who would think after traveling so many miles in the devesating cold not 300 feet from the south pole he would be hit by a meteor. Services will be held as soon as the body thaws. The family is donating the meteor to a museum.

[adilyoussef]

Lovely Obit Pen, I like it.

Tralam tralam tralam I heard
The sound of a horse flying like a bird
Black horse was it with no master
Speeding on the road so faster
Crackling fire under his palms
Was the remaining of a burned master
Who into the volcano was thrown
And burned to his last bone.
Papayahed hearing this loughed
Till his heart away passed
His eyes were widely open
And his mouth badly broken
Now dead and buried
And his memory we all carried.

:lol:

[Scheherazade]

I think all this lovely poery is being wasted here. We should maybe post them in the Personal Poetry section and return to the usual news postings for a while. :)



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Please note that Literature Network website will be shut for 5 minutes (23:55- 00:00 GMT) on Monday, January 16, 2006 to commemorate one of its members, Adil Youssef.

The Literature Network lost one of its beloved members on Sunday when Adil, who was well-known for his tendency to ask many deep questions and sigh a lot on the face of impossibility of finding answers to them. It has been reported that Adil sighed one too many times last Sunday and his poor heart could no longer carry such a heavy burden anymore and gave in.

He will always be remembered by his upbeat posts on the Forum.



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[Pendragon]

Woman Destroyed Over Poetry Banning!

It has been reported that a lady known only as Scheherazade, sometimes passing under the alias of Scherlock, was seized by a mob of somewhat, shall we say, "less than pleased" persons after she issued an edict forbidding poetry on this thread. Poets, who are in general considered to have their thoughts somewhat grounded in other worlds than this, were displeased by the edict and swore to "Tar and feather the heretic, and ride her on a rail outa here!" It is not known exactly what lead to the fatality, the coronor's statement of "She laughed herself to death over the whole bloody business!", is of course, to be taken with a grain of salt. Pendragon, one of the poets, when questioned, swore he had nothing to do with it at all but that he would have written a nice parting sonnet if not for the ban. Scheherazade is rumored to be deathless, so she will probably walk again when the moon is full. ;)

[Scheherazade]

Other Realm Post Reports!


Mysterious Affair at Dragonland

One of the leading dragons of Dragonland, Pendragon, will be found dead in the early hours of Tuesday morning. The cause of his death will be impossible to determine by doctors and leading wizards. It will be rumoured that Pendragon has been haunted by the spirit of recently passed away Scheherazade, whose death was brought about by a group of Literature Network members who insisted in writing their obituaries in poetry form and was led by no other than Pendragon himself.

It will also be reported that Pendragon, expecting such an end for himself, has had a chance to bid adieu to his beloved ones.


;)

[adilyoussef]

Once I was walking home after a long day at work, I stoped by the see side contemplating the sight. Suddengly I saw an empty bottle floating. I walked in the water and took it. There was something special about the bottle that caught my attention. It was like any bottle and a special one at the same time. Once home, I opened the bottle to see what is inside. To my amazment, it was empty. I laughed and told myself, "Don't be ridiculous."
"Who said that you are?" A voice from behind replayed.
Frightned, I turned slowly. There stood, floating in the air, the soul of Scheherazade.
"W,ww wha, what are you?" I stumred.
"You poet, commited the most offendingd crime of your life. You kill people and enjoy torturing others. You write poetry pretending to enjoy people but it's for the purpose of killing them. You are damned for all time evil. Now you're going to die, die, die, die ..."
The word was repeated in my ears many times like a refrain. Die, die, die, die.
"Wake up, wake up!" I herd. It was a voice familiar to me. It was Pen. "It's over; let's go."
In fact, I was in a burial seremony of our friend Sheherazade and as I was tired I fell in sleep. My soul still could not recover the lost of her. May she rest in peace! She was killed by a lory. It went too fast in front of her that she got frightned and died at once.
:lol:

[Pendragon]

And as I slept, I dreamed a dream. And behold, I stood within a vast wasteland. Coming towards me was a friend I reconized well enough, Adil Youssef. But how changed! He was but a specter of the man I had known! Hollow, flaming eyes stared at me. "Adil, mon ami! What has happened? You look like a ghost!" He laughed, a bitter, cold cackle. "Have you seen yourself, Pendragon, my friend? We are both ghosts!" Just then the sky filled with the laughter of the specter of Scheherazade. "You prophesied that I would walk again, Pen!. Behold, my revenge on your poets!" And I awoke, and behold, it was a.....dream? Adil? Oh no!!

[Taliesin]

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.



On the other hand, perhaps death had a little dominion over Pendragon.

[Pendragon]

Talsin's Funeral Chant

He staggered down the dusty road,
In a blinding, pouring rain.
Straw covered his cloths, on his shoulder a crow,
Singing "If I Only Had A Brain!"
Talsin was this Crow Boy called
But what has taken place?
With every step he takes, the crow it caws,
A stricken look is on his face.
Is he as looney as a moon-calf?
Has Talsin lost his marbles for all time?
Much more I fear, we don't know the half
His parting from this world is nigh.
He dared to make a merry jest on dragons don't you understand?
He who dares to cross a dragon finds a dragon would make a better friend...

Pendragon

[Taliesin]

Unfortunately, the dragon Pendragon only remembered to drive one Taliesin mad, while one of the other Taliesins who had stayed sane and used the knowledge his black feathery friend had whispered to him - that Pendragon had a unprotected spot under his chest - and killed him with a special returning black arrow one of his ancestors had bought from EBay.
Pendragon will be missed by some other dragons who were close to him.
(other people rejoiced and fought about the hoard, but that is not so important)

[adilyoussef]

There he was sitting, from there he used to look at me. That's the memory I have of him. Turning his head from side to side, proud, calm and confident. No, he is not there anymore. Time, oh time, you are going too fast. Age, oh age, we are getting old. Talieslin, oh God, he is gone. Messanger from the West Pole he was and down in earth buried now he is. Dead yes dead and how! That what the raven wispred to me last night. He dreamed of being a raven and wanted to fly but forgot that he had not wings. From the highst skies he was falling down. About to crach he woke up but it was late.
It's so strange that in a way people dream of what might happen to them in their sleeps. Taliesin was sleeping on a tree and fell on his knee. dear Taliesin passed away.

[Nightshade]

Adil was a good friend and a good man, but sadly he is now a past tense. This came about in the oddest and yet most natural of ways.
Adil as we all know was a young man given to dressing up as Gandalf. Now while this is ok on the whole the bad thing about this is that white while normally a good color tends to attract dirt and blackness very easilly.
So adil was walking down the stree one day minding his own buisness when suddenly a roving ball of a black hole gathered it self out of the nothingness and hit him, or rather swallowed him. So now he is stuck in it and w can only refer to him as a was. but
you never know black holes are uncharted terrtories he might emerge victorous yet :D

[Pendragon]

Woman Goes Missing While On Holiday In France!

Dateline: Paris: The Prefect of Police reported today that a young woman, who had introduced herself to several people only as "Nightshade", disappered from the Louvre today. It was quite startling to say the least. She was touring the famous Portrait Gallery and had stopped before the Mona Lisa. A fellow tourist pointed out that there was more than a little resemblence between the young woman's smile and that of the famous portrait. There was a humm, as of giant electrial motors, then a brilliant flash of light. When everyone could see again, the young woman had vanished without a trace, almost as if she had teleported into time...

[Nightshade]

:eek2: found out! Now I have to go back to being called Mona, and worse live in the whatever it was centurey:bawling: :lol:
On the plus side I am the most famous painting ever, I must rememeber to tip that painter fellow .:brow:

_______________________________________

Writer found Dead!

Renouned writer PenDragon was found dead at his computer this morning. No on knows how it happned. He seems to have just passed away with a cup of tea by his side as he was viewing The Literature network forum site.
On a side note his computer has been inmfected with a seemingly delusinal virus called JonathanBlade, that does not appear to dammage the harddrive so much as open documents and start typing:
I am Pen! I am! this new computer sucked me in! The Shadow Knows! Help me!

When asked computer experts could not find an origin for his virus and do not know how far it has spread. They are howevr working double time to find a way of exterminating it.

:D

[adilyoussef]

Today, I spent the whole day home. As I had nothing to do, I decided to brose the net. When enjoying reading some posts in the literature forum, something strange happened. From time to time, an avatar came into sight and disapeared. I told myself, that might be something new added to the forum. But the strangeness was that the avi. appeared more frequently so that I could at the end distinguish it clearly. It was a picture of Monalisa. Monalisa? Who has that avatar? Then the avi., which, as I assume, was sad, tried to talk to me. I could not understand and at the end I hear the name of Night. Night? Oh my God, Nightshde! How could it be? I stood there gazing in amazement not knowing what happened exactly. In fact, Night, who liked that avi. a lot, was captured by its malific force and imprisoned there for life. Oh dear Night! She will be missed for sure. And now Mona reapeared and took the place of Nightshade. :confused:

[Weeping Willow]

It was a cold December day when i decided to go take advantage of the pause in the snow to go get some groceries for dinner.
As i crossed the streed i saw an old man siting on the bench near the park.
I came closer and asked if he was ok since it was really cold outside, definitely not a day to be out.
He looked at me and smiled. oh i'm A ok my friend but for you kindness sit and i shall tell you a little story.. come now sit, he pointed at the space next to his right.
Since i was not in a hurry and i could not allow myself to refuse such a nice man i sat next to him.
Long time ago he began... and then he started telling my on an old prince from Persia and how he help an Angel fallen from the sky.
He told me about Dragons and Princess, Knights and kings, it was like a whirlpool and i was getting sucked in, deep into the realms of imagination.
suddenly i woke up as a piece of snow hit my eye, i looked at my body all covered in snow and quickly got up shaking myselfto get some warm blood and to get snow off of me.
A seconed later i remembered the old man and all he told me.Swiftly I turned around and saw him.
He Sat still and his face was blue, all he did was sit there covered in snow with his eyes closed and a smile on his face.

[Chava]

It was a very bright morning, and a tree had just had it's first thought of the day, something along the lines of, "oh my god, there's another ruddy bird's nest..." at the sametime, down the lane there was rather a comotion, as all animals and (girls) fled, for down came a man, humming a friendly tune, and accompanied by a chorus of canadian forest watchers. The great willow listened with only half an ear while trying to establish an efficient way of removing the bird and it's pungent droppings. it was only then that he could distinguish the words, "I'm a lumberjack, and i'm okay, i sleep all night, and i work all day", but it was to late to save the weeping willow, for it was felled to it's death, bird and all.

[adilyoussef]

News, I like news. Sitting on my chair reading a newspaper from dreamland, my attention was caught by a headline intitled "Tragedy in Dreamland." A tragedy in dreamland? "Yes it is a tragedy endeed" a voice said from behind. I turned to see my interlocuter but there was no one there. I told myself, maybe I'm daydreaming. "No, you ain't" came the voice again. "Who are you?" I screamed with terror. "Me? the question is who was I? Now I don't know who I'm or what I'm. A voice maybe or a dream of what I should be. Can you answer me?" Amazed I said, "but how could I?" But the voice was so familiar that I was not frightned anymore. Then it added "look there, look there." There in the miror was Omer, weeping willow, imprisoned. Oh my God, that was the tragedy.

[adilyoussef]

Ah I was slow. But don't worry. Next time, I'll kill you chava. hehehe

[Chava]

So you say adil, :) long time no see

[RobinHood3000]

I was picking my way through the canopy of Sherwood when I happened across an odd young lady, swinging in a hammock slung between two birches (for some strange reason). Then a durian fell from the birch (for yet another strange reason) and landed smack on her head, producing a very bloody sort of effect. I couldn't eat anything for a week after seeing that...

[Chava]

well that was very entertaining, you really had me on the floor with that one, so i will send Sir Lancelot of the holy grail to massacre you like he did the other poor individual's in that film. :)

[RobinHood3000]

Why, he wouldn't slay me--I'm Sir Robin! Brave Sir Robin! Sir Robin, the Not-Quite-So-Brave-as-Sir-Lancelot!

[Chava]

oh you make me laugh. Right, well perhaps i will agree not to kill you then, and instead indulge in companionship.

[Pendragon]

What Was It, Anyway?

A strange thing was discovered in or near Sherwood Forest yesterday. At first, it appeared to be human, clad in familiar Lincoln green garments, but then... a rubber ducky??? Blimey if it wasn't! Then a strange yellow guy with glasses but no eyes... gives me the fair shivers, cor guv, Lord love us all! Then a normal man, but thin in a blue jacket and bow tie, mumbling about science and stuff. Then, would yer belive me, a ruddy fox! Standing upright like any bloody bloke, 'e were, too, and 'ad clothes on, just loike 'e were 'uman! Then poof, by crikey, they vanish. Just gone in a flash! Bob's your Uncle, they did! Me? I takes to me 'eels and gets outa there! Were it a shapeshifter? Dunno, mate. You tell me, naow!

[Scheherazade]

Reuters - February 21, 2006

USA- A man who has declared himself as 'the last descentdant of King Arthur' has been shot by an arrow and fatally wounded as he left his home this morning. The man who was also known as 'Pendragon' was on his way to his doctor appointment when the attack took place. The witnesses have told the Police that even though they did not see the attacker, they heard someone crying 'Yes! I am the last descendant now!' as 'Pendragon' fell.

The Police is asking for anyone who might have any information to come forward. They are especially willing to talk to a young man known as 'RobinHood3000', whom 'Pendragon' had befriended at a Forum they both have been frequenting recently.http://news.yahoo.com/madeupnews

[RobinHood3000]

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O.O

Blast! They've found me!!


A young, attractive, highly available fairy known as Goodwoman Scheherazade (known among her Latin-speaking friends as 'Scher Bono') was found dead in the middle of Sherwood Forest this morning. The coroner, upon arriving, examined the body for three hours before deciding that the razor arrow protruding from her temple was the cause of death.

The primary suspect is RobinHood3000, already wanted for questioning in the murder of forest denizen Pendragon Tuck, who apparently was in the midst of a long-standing domestic dispute over the proprietorship of Sherwood. More updates as they arrive...

[kilted exile]

"Creak" the branch on which Robin hid from the police below on the forest floor was beginning to give way. The police looked up to see what the noise was, but the green camouflaged Rob so well that they took it to be just some stupid squirrel running through the trees. "Perfect" thought the hood, "they'll be gone soon and I can get off this branch before the damn thing breaks", sure enough the cops soon moved to explore another part of the haunted wood.Once they were gone Robin jumped down from his hiding place, however in his hurry he forget about the sheriff's men going on their usual trek through the forest. Landing in the middle of the soldiers, he put up a decent fight but was eventually captured and taken back to the castle where he finally faced the hangman's rope to pay for his crimes.

[rachel]

Reuters- Feb 22 06

A nationwide manhunt has begun for what the police will only describe as a person of interest in the disappearance of the bodies of Pendragon and Sir Robinhood3000 late yesterday evening.
The person, a woman known as Mad Rachel apparently used some sort of 'magic' to revive both stiffs and spirit them away to Sherwood forest. The police force, the largest one used for any occasion in all of Britain's history, some being called from Scotland and France, combed Sherwood forest but found absolutely no clues except for what some have swore to be hysterical laughter echoeing through the woods.
Those who have 'heard' the laughter are currently being treated by counsellors and psychologists in London.

[adilyoussef]

"But the story was true" declared sir Robin, and walked to the window. "There she comes," turning to face his interlocuter.

It was a big cart pulled by a dozen of horses, white mervelous stalions that stroled in a musical harmony. Two angels at each side chanting an air of Chairhood. She was sitting in the middle and her eyes fixed to the window as though she new where she was going. Pen rose from his seet and joined his friend.

"At last, she is here. I knew she won't keep us waiting." He uttered.
"Let's go meet her. It has been long we haven't met."
"Yes, that's for sure." He added smiling.

Shining as the sun would from heaven's garden her eyes were. Her beauty was like what her character always reveled. Soft skin and warm kind hands, golden hair and an exquisite body, she walked towards them.

"Hi my lady," both bowed.
"Hi my lords," she replayed.
"How was your jurney?"
She smiled and gave them a little bow. "The best."
"Welcome to your new home."

Yes indeed, this was her new home. But the castle was full. Filled with people from different places. There was Pencive, Scheherazade, Nightshade, Kaltrina, Themis, and all the others. It was the forum castle where Rachel joined her fellow friends. Her dead fellow friends.

Once I've been knoking at that door. "Who is there?" came a voice asking. Ashamed, I looked at the floor. "May I be in my lord" asked I. "Till time is permited to stop and days are to remain no more, then come to our place. Still now we can accept you no more."

I opened my eyes and I was breathing again. I looked around me and found myself in my room. Was it a dream, wandred I? I walked to my computer and could not believe my eyes. There was written in the middle of the screen "Forum Closure: the forum has been moved to heaven due to the inexpected death of all its members."

[sdr4jc]

At that precise moment, Gabriel came down with a dreadful case of the Black Plague, and began coughing so violently that Darlin, sdr4jc, Themis, Pensive, and The Unnamable were all blown straight out of heaven and came crashing back to the earth's surface. Luckily, Virgil was there to catch them all. However, unfortunately for Virgil, his life was ended. Three of Gabriels victims suffered from morbid obesity and Virgil's spirit left his body with a faint gasp for breath...

[Jay]

At that precise moment, Gabriel came down with a dreadful case of the Black Plague, and began coughing so violently that Darlin, sdr4jc, Themis, Pensive, and The Unnamable were all blown straight out of heaven and came crashing back to the earth's surface. Luckily, Virgil was there to catch them all. However, unfortunately for Virgil, his life was ended. Three of Gabriels victims suffered from morbid obesity and Virgil's spirit left his body with a faint gasp for breath...

Reuters- Feb 22 06

A nationwide manhunt has begun for what the police will only describe as a person of interest in the disappearance of the bodies of Pendragon and Sir Robinhood3000 late yesterday evening.
The person, a woman known as Mad Rachel apparently used some sort of 'magic' to revive both stiffs and spirit them away to Sherwood forest. The police force, the largest one used for any occasion in all of Britain's history, some being called from Scotland and France, combed Sherwood forest but found absolutely no clues except for what some have swore to be hysterical laughter echoeing through the woods.
Those who have 'heard' the laughter are currently being treated by counsellors and psychologists in London.
This is how the game is supposed to be played:

... "Describe the death of the person above you"...

Please, don't kill us off randomly ;)

[Taliesin]

Shoot all the blue jays you want...

BANG!







(Oh the foreverly cursed ten characters rule)

[adilyoussef]

Walking happily on the streat, Taliesin fell and died.

[RobinHood3000]

Adil tried to fly. He failed. In pace requiescat!

[Whifflingpin]

Robin wanted to shoot an apple off his son's head - his son got in first.

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[adilyoussef]

Whifflinpin was found laying dead in front of the screan. The death was due to loughter. Still the coze of loughter is unknown.

[Nightshade]

Adil was killed when his coputer decided he needed a hug :nod:

[Pendragon]

Nightshade was found with a strange death grimice on her face. A strange man in a purple suit with a weird white face and green hair was spotted fleeing the sceen, laughing. Where's Batman when you need him?

[RobinHood3000]

Sorry, he's indisposed. He's overrated anyway; can I help you?

Pendragon found dead in a Joker costume, shot through the smile by a mildly-deranged superhero. Ooooops...

[rachel]

Aperfectly preserved body clothed in green and a patch over the heart that said Robinhood3000 was found yesterday in the freezer section of a local fast food joint in the downtown area at about nine p.m
While the autopsy results are not official yet it seems that the deceased is indeed the one and only Robinhood, superhero to millions. It appears he died while still munching on a medieval hamburger of sorts.
Flags all over the world are now at halfmast and from the space shuttle the entire earth except the seas are brilliant green as all humans it seems have donned the color in honor of their fallen hero.
Police now want to know who has been impersonating him over the years.

[adilyoussef]

"Creation was once done by the Great.
He makes alive what has no life in it.
Darkness He takes people from and then to it He leads.
May God forgive our sins."
Rachel

Those are the words subscribed on the grave of Rachel, who died by a heart attack due to her kindness.

[rachel]

Adil was found dead yesterday wrapped in the arms of his beloved,both had a serene smile on their beautiful faces.
They were discovered in a cove at the beach and as yet the cause of death has not been released by coroners.