Another creative game

Pendragon was a great friend ...he shared his supply of smilies bt this was his downfall. A madly excitable smilie fan was soo happy with his gift that she sent a massive army of smilie hugs via th einternet wich squeezed him to death.:(

A rare and poisonous plant withered just a few minutes ago. The plant has yet to be indentified. Scientists think that the plant either died from a malfunction of it's poisoning system or from exhausting itself into withers by converting all it's energy into smiles. Some think it was a combination of both. More details to follow in the evening news.

RJbibliophil got hit by a bus.

So did the above

Chava got poached.

TB got lost in a tall building after becoming confused over the lack of a thirteenth floor and eventually starved to death riding the elevator up and down, up and down, up and... ;)

Pendragon waited and waited in the waiting room at the power plant. Bored to death, he said, "I'm leaving!", and scared the receptionist to death.

Mil was crushed to death under the heavy burden of the Roman Numerals he was forced to bear. When the stone carver was presented with the name to carve upon his tombstone, he immediately turned in his resignation. http://www.cosgan.de/images/midi/traurig/d020.gif

I was inspired by Edward Gorey's The Gashlycrumb Tinies...
http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h56/kathycf/p.jpg

"P" is for Pendragon, gobbled by goats.

Here I come back again
To make an obit for a friend.
A friend was a friend and still be
Although death took her away from me.
How I'd like to know her more
But death took her of yore.
I've known her long ago in those time
Where we used to drink lime,
Now I'm old as her memory that I cary
All my life with me when she used to be merry.
She was dead 'coz of an accident
Caused by careless dranken and all were indifferent,
Except me who saw her dayning
Looking to the sky and with pain was crying.
I knew her just in that moment of pain
And since then her name like a refrain
In my ears was sung and would not drain.
Now in the ground she is buried
And in my thought her memory is carried
Throughout my life and I feel pity
For I lost my dearest Kathy

A train leaves New York at 9:15 am and is travelling at 45 mph. Another train leaves Boston at 9:45 am and is travelling at 67 mph. If adilyoussef is on the tracks, at what time while his demise occur?

K is for Kathy, killed by a villain in a video game....(touché, mademoiselle)

Pen's Guardian Angel said, "You never call, you never write, but today you're going to see where I go and what I do!"

Alas, poor Mililalils! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy...

Dear Kathy,
I know your ghost may not be permitted to lift up this letter, but I think you can see it and read it anyway. In fact, I think your ghost stood beside me correcting all my spelling mistakes and guiding my tears to wet this letter, as I sounded out the syllables with each sighing breath.

I am sorry I didn't make it to your funeral, as I was supposed to give the Eulogy. I lament that you thought I was dead and died of a broken heart.

Sincerely, Mililalil

p.s., I'll try to make it to your next funeral.