i just wanted to say that is an awsome poems you devised, despite the fact i was the one killed :lol:
(just kill paws, pretened i'm didn't post this)
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i just wanted to say that is an awsome poems you devised, despite the fact i was the one killed :lol:
(just kill paws, pretened i'm didn't post this)
Kiz Paws was killing in mad revenge while Shurtgual *who of course was not there* watched :)
jin jin
on holiday
tried to board
the train today
her foot did slip
and down she flew
the train roared on
and never knew...
sorry to read about this, dear Baki... R.I.P.!
paws rimed herself to death.
pam tried to kill all the members of the litnet but they ganged up on her and ate her, except for Bakiryu who preferred a healthy side salad instead.
PAM had such a new cool avie that everyone became jealous and killed her to get it.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! My avieeeeeeeeeee!
Pam, who got ahold of the said avie was killed by the other greedy litnetters! Shame on ye people!
PAM, was such a loner that she died of being alone.
Wolf Death
Argent, the Silver, was the madness that drove Shurtugal on,
That shimmering metal that that was both riches and bane—
She sought for it in places where people have long since gone,
Lest they discover her secret, she has buried beneath a changed name.
For you see the blood in her veins is that of the family Talbot,
And long has that line been whispered of with bated breath.
It was many a year ago that a son among them first took up the curse,
One that will follow them in life and follow even after their death.
The mark of the pentagram glows upon each family member,
Mark of the Werewolf; the unholy mark of the beast—
It has been over Shurtgal’s heart for as long as she can remember,
Only the silver can destroy her and really grant her the release.
But she is sharp enough also, to make her fortune from the mine:
But a hunter finally tracked her down, one silver bullet whined…
Pendragon
© 7/23/07
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but before i died i killed pen... he, he, he, he. :lol:
And I avenged my brother!!! HYAA!!
Robin reached in his quiver
to find himself a bow
but all that sat within the case
was a round thing with a hole
very curious thought the lad
as he fished around some more
the round thing, it exploded
we saw Robin here no more...
RIP dear friend... :bawling:
paws what eaten be a ficious cat... *sob* the only part left of her was her hands and feet.
Shurtzie was busy writing in her favorite manner of head bent to the table while scratching away with her pencil on paper. She was so enrapt in this manner that she did not hear the slurpy sound of a swamp creature slithering in behind her. The last thing that she remembered was feeling cold wet claws grabbing her round the waist, and down she was pulled...down down, into the sewer... :alien:
Death of a Gun Moll
She said not a word as she ate her final meal.
She uttered no sound as they saved her blonde hair.
She looked out through the bars as if this were not real,
But the clock ticked down the minuets to her date with the chair.
She showed no emotion when the guards finally came.
She made no resistance as they prepared for that stroll.
She made no eye contact with anyone, though some called her name:
And bowed her head slowly as the Priest prayed for her soul.
“Have you prepared a final statement before you die and are gone?”
“I have nothing to say. Could we just get on with it, right?”
The warden shrugged his shoulders and signaled for the switch to be thrown.
The electricity snapped, crackled, and popped, in a burst of white light.
The Doctor approached the smoking ruin of the woman, checked and he said:
“The sentence has been carried out. Kiz Paws is now dead…
Pendragon
© 7/31/07
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It was the last straw. Pen had copyrighted a poem he wrote describing the death of someone's online alias on a literature forum. The hordes of enraged citizens tore poor Pen limb from limb... He had become their pound of flesh.
Wow.... I stand in awe. What a brilliant way to go! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
Weeping lost his mind and ran into on-coming traffic when he was strapped in a chair and forced to listen to Justin Timberlake for 24 hours straight..... :sick: :crash:
lady kizz was eating in her gothic style castle while surfing litnet eating chocolate cake and choked...the country shall mourn forever and all the chocolate cake was thrown out in her memory...farewell kizz, farewell chocolate
kizz was barried with her shoes on the wrong feet:lol: sorry i was in charge of your shoes kizz
A Single Black Rose
A single black rose on a coffin of polished jet,
Inside the maiden lies as though she were only asleep.
Hardly more than a girl, but age does not matter to Death,
Life is merely the grain his cruel scythe continually reaps.
In life sometimes she felt lonely, so sad and forlorn,
That a single black rose was all she could think of or dream.
The path sometime is rocky but someone has been there before,
We must only open both eyes and minds so as to see.
Dropped from above comes a single black feather to lie beside of the rose,
They were all along the pathway she walked in her life but unknown.
Always there is light in the darkness of night, good moments—treasure those:
For the Reaper will come no matter what, but you don’t have to die all alone…
A single black rose for her funeral was all that Steph ever asked:
But a friend added a touch of his own for free; friends do things like that…
Pendragon
© 8/3/07
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Bakiryu killed Pendragon in hope that after dead he would writer her one of those beautiful poems. *I WANT ONE*
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Final Respects
Bakirhu, the wandering, dreaming Homunculus,
Had slain the rhyming troubadour, the poet Pendragon.
Her heart was not filled with evil as her blade made the final thrust—
She longed for the gift of his words, so caught his blood in a golden flagon.
“You may not gain my gift from my blood, ‘tis poison for you to imbibe.”
Startled, Bakirhu almost dropped the cup of blood as she nigh fell headlong.
A youth clothed in chain mail stood nearby, diaphanous as white wine.
“I am David Pendragon, last son of Camelot. I now must return to Avalon.”
“But the gift, your gift of poetry. One more poem before you pass!”
His steel grey eyes considered hers and marked the tears she could not hide.
“I say this to you, your hand held the blade that has sent me home, lass—
“Yet the gift of words ye may receive if ye fear not to see me cross the tide.”
Bakirhu drew her robes about her but her eyes never left the poet’s face:
Then he was gone but an inkwell and quill were left standing in his place…
Pendragon
© 8/13/07
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the dear pen that we all love and adore died taking his very last breath trying to write baki the most beautiful poem he could think of just for her.
And before Shurtzie could get in touch with her dear friend Baki, to tell of the wonderful poem in her honour, alas.... a crack of thunder and a bolt of lightening rendered our dear girl to shiver under her covers in fear. She died of fright before Baki was ever reached...:bawling:
And she was there in her couch, reading "Dead Souls", innocent as she was, dear kizzo didnt realise she'd turn into one soon! :bawling: Those hovering gits rose right outta the book and ...and...and...
And she was there in her grave, exemplifying Dead Souls!
:bawling: :bawling: :bawling:
our friend symphony was riding his black stallion and as i regienged back he fell and broke his kneck! oh, the pain that he felt as jolts like fire rolled and weaved in his body. but the fall didn't kill him, his horse got spooked and ran over him.
Shurtzu was run over by an unknown assailant but don't worry I'LL AVENGE YOU. (as soon as i figure out what was that i just ran over, may the killer be *gasp* me?)
as baki was trying to find out what she ran over, she didn't pay mind to what was in front of her.... a giant 18 wheeler! *screech!* *hit breaks* *go spinning* *blacks out* *doesn't breath* (i wonder if she's dead?)
On a cold and dark
September morn
our Shurtzie felt
cold and forlorn
Her friend, dear Baki
it would seem
had died suddenly
much like a dream
She wandered aimlessly
all day long
and wasn't prepared
for things to go wrong
but they did. She got run over by a turnip cart drawn by a Russian Author who was enrapt in finishing a certain Souls novel ... :sick: :D
Kiz Paws, known to some as Puss n' Boots was found expired early this morning. The friendly feline became road kill after a night of devouring
tasty morsels from the back of a parked garbage truck. Its apparent she
jumped to her demise after hearing the low meow of a neighborhood Tom
who she had befriended at an all night catnip party.
Kiz Paws will begin life number 2 after a well deserved day of rest.
~Poppy
Poppy Went Out Fishing
I’ll tell you all that I remember, a sad tell I must relate,
I was driving by the river in the evening, under shaded sycamore trees.
Out in the water in his waders, still fly-fishing though the hour was late,
Was an older gentleman who fly danced o’re the water in the breezes.
I stopped the car and watched him, for he reminded me of my dad,
And he expertly caught a thrashing trout and then he set it free.
I could tell he was only out there fishing for the good time to be had,
When something struck his line with force that shocked both him and me!
“What the devil!” He yelped, as his pipe fell out of his mouth—
And by some quirk of fate dropped directly into the top of his chest waders.
“Ouch, I’m burning; I’m on fire!” but he held to his pole which pulled him South—
And as I raced along the bank to see if I could help, I hear a roar like breakers.
Still screeching and yelling and swearing, the man went over a waterfall:
He never resurfaced in the pool below; I recovered his hat, which is all…
Pendragon
© 8/18/07
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It was with great shock that Pen went to his keyboard to type some of his world famous prose. And I do mean shock. Each key he depressed emitted bolts of wayward electricity, but the cause was unknown. So bent on another beautiful poem was he that sadly the shock became too much and he slumped over his last work. RIP oh prolific poet :bawling: :bawling:
[I really HATE killing off Pen, you guys!!]
kIZ was eaten by her cat after she forgot to feed it. Bon Apetit mon petite chat!
Dateline: How the heck do I know?___________.
A wandering caravan was seen passing through this valley, onimously known as "The Valley of the Shadow of Death" last evening. A young woman, variously known as "Baki", "Ryu". "Yon Mindless Twit", was dancing along behind the rear wagon, doing Tai Chi movements with a sword. Some say the Shadow grew so dark that it was impossible to see for a time, and when it cleared, the girl was gone, her Tai Chi sword stuck into the back of the wagon. Mystery abounds... BREAKING NEWS: The Caravan itself is now reported missing, having never come out of the other end of the valley. Helicopter sweeps say no signs of wreckage anywhere, they are just gone...
why must i kill pen?!
forgive me i'll make this short. many years in the future, pen dies of old age.
Shurtugal was too busy trying not to kill pen: she fell into a well!
Sorry can't help myself...
Bah-bah, Bah-bah, Bah-bah, Bakiryu...
Well, she was madder than you ever knew...
Guess that's why those lizards chopped her up for stew...
Bah-bah, Bah-bah, Bah-bah, Bakiryu...
Pot's on, all lizards invited! Yeah, daddy!
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Pendragon (and possibly Bakiryu) died laughing at the silly lizard pic!
Bakiryu will die in a duel. She'll shoot in the air, and then get shot dead.
The PAM was practicing complex tai chi moves when all of a sudden, a crazy horse started bucking its way into the meadow where the tai chi class was peacefully taking place. PAM took a kick to the side of the head from a panicking horse, and fell to the ground. A single blood drop slowly dripped from the corner of his eye. It was such a sad sight indeed, poor PAM! :bawling: :bawling:
NEWSFLASH *theme music*
Announcer guy: Kiz Paws, a prominent member of a literature forum known as "LitNet", was found dead yesterday after allegedly trying to iceskate using banana peels. As to why Paws attempted such a foolhardy action, experts say that Paws was so upset over the loss of another LitNet member's death, NikolaiI, that Kiz Paws wasn't thinking clearly enough to notice that banana peels, not iceskates, were strapped on to his feet. And back to you Larry with more on the Paris Hilton story next.