Walking happily on the streat, Taliesin fell and died.
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Walking happily on the streat, Taliesin fell and died.
Adil tried to fly. He failed. In pace requiescat!
Robin wanted to shoot an apple off his son's head - his son got in first.
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Whifflinpin was found laying dead in front of the screan. The death was due to loughter. Still the coze of loughter is unknown.
Adil was killed when his coputer decided he needed a hug :nod:
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?
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...
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.
"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.
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.
A Lament For Rachel
:angel: :angel: :angel: :angel: :angel:
Come ye now, lit-net members one and all,
And lend your voices to my sorrow:
For behold Rachel has heard her Master's call,
And passed into that Land beyond Tomorrow.
Such a peaceful smile is on her lovely face.
Her golden hair soft upon it's final pillow--
As we sing our dirge and bear to her resting place:
Myself, Robin, XC, Kilted, Unnamable, Adil, and Willow.
An angel was she flying too close to the ground,
We were so glad to have her here among us.
Yet God recalled the heaven-bound
And Rachel had to leave us.
Farewell! Shalom! Daughter of the Lion!
May we meet again someday in Zion.
TAG
And Virgil sobbed as her carved her name upon her stone:
For he could not beleive the Angel was gone...
Pendragon
Pendragon was found dead this morning, by one of his neighbours who just came to have a cup of coffee... the police are investigating the case, and the weirdest thing about this case is that they found some numbers in all sizes, but only from 1 to ten, spreaded all over the room, and they found no foot prints or finger prints of a human being... it is very weird... :lol: :lol:
"Poetry", oh how I love this word. But "poetry" is not just a word. It's beauty of art. With our hands we can write, with our hands we can draw; oh yes, drawing. Drawing pictures or drawing hands maybe. Exquisite, lovely, and fine hands were once drawn by a sister; yes by a sister drawing hands of her sister. She put all the beauty of her art in her drawings. She expressed beauty of life, of sorrow, of missing a dear fellow, a dear friend or a dear sister. Oh yes, the drawing is but a memory of a lost. The lost that makes a heart so hollow, that the only refuge is creation. We are not Gods, but we are artits. By her art, the sister created her image of the beauty of Kaltrina. Kaltrina, oh dearest Kaltrina, who was found dead in her bedroom. She was contemplating a picture and killed by the fascination that it made over her. Chocked by the beauty of the creation, her heart stopped palpitating and fell dead a drop of cry on her cheek.
Beauty once I sought, but in your heart
Never occured to find it there in my mind
Memory now I have, although through drawing hands
Of your exquisit fingers playing a guitar
Sounding in my ears through the wind I hear
Kaltrina oh dearest Kaltrina how I miss you
Even you still exist through your sister's drawing's though
A twenty-one arrow salute for rachel, at peace at last!Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
Unfortunatly the PAM was suprised in a hotel elavator by 'the elevator murderer' (original eh?) and given a lethal injection in the rear end. This injection caused all but his brain to die, allowing the brain to be preserved in a jar by a mad professor. Luckily though, his brain was able to contact a slightly less crazy human who could place his brain in a new body. There was a sad ending though as a hippopotamus sat on the jar before the transfer could be performed. bad luck matey!