Sasha Lilias Posted April 18, 2015 Report Share Posted April 18, 2015 (edited) Below are the entries from the word war. Both public and judge opinions will be looked at when deciding the winners: Mirus[spoiler] I came across a land, which this year turns 10. Different from the rest, to that we can attest. A girl with an odd temper, a cabin made of paper, Odd it seems, yet fun it brings! My first possession an armor, but not one I can wear, My life force is precious, though it I must share. Mysteries upon mysteries, where shall I start, Such a big world, what shall be my part? 10 years to mark, here a poem about the start, Happy Birthday MD, even greater shall you be![/spoiler] Zleiphneir [spoiler]Ode to Entrophy In the soil, dank and cold Whilst footsteps echoed young and old Above a most preposterous scene Of birth and death and silent scream Lay waiting there a small but fragile Ever gentle raptured smile Wrapped around a silent babe Coffined up with name of Cabe As the sun shone gleaming hot So the senses reeled, shot Fought the trap designed to break Never failing, worlds at stake Til tendrils suckled sweet from soil Drenched in wetness after toil Grew, and lands above were riven Care from sun and kindness given “Oh beautiful thing” they cooed and called Whilst armies elsewhere softly brawled They smiled down upon the thing For food and healing it could bring If held with wisdom and with guile This Cabe could build the safest mile For any living thing to walk To keep them living, want for nought Yet horned things did aid that sun Inside he sails, filled with rum A skull and crossbones at the helm To govern over all the realm “Oh! How you joyfully reside! Within your world of sunshine hide! I find your solace such a cheer! My Cabe is just as loud to hear!” Upon a bench by Marind’s way Woefully, the scribe did stay She scribbled all the whispers said Not once did solace feed her head Whilst villagers, they took their fill And fostered growth upon their will The little plant grew strong and tall A stunning sight to see for all “Murmur can’t you hear me now? Denounce that THING for heaven’s plough! I beg you please, just this one favour! So ever more you’ll be our saviour!” The scribe she pleaded, begged, and cried She stole, she borrowed, killed, and lied She tempted all this land’s resources Attempting to re-seal these forces The Murmur hummed his merry tune “Irrelevant! And much too soon!” He had no time for scribes and pleas Nor prayers said on bended knees He had far greater things to think The horned ones boat could never sink And anyway, it’s by design So keep your needles, drink your wine You know, this land, it is divine! A single seed is not a crime! Denounce your quill and flee to lands Where there are gods with lesser plans. Within the soil, still and dank A festered root did rise in rank And gather armies strong and true Intent to steal all of you Each touch did gently, kindly flicker Each caress, a woven wicker Each carnaged pitted fondant mould Did inch along and take a hold Until the fruit upon the land Did turn consumers in to sand It took their hearts and all they were As compost for the cross-boned lair The plague it spread across the folk Stronger still with each word spoke It hid inside the air itself Laid itself upon the delph Fed they were, that much is true But fed of greenish paled hue It kept them living just enough To keep the moulded roots so tough That fettered fruit became the thing To offer up unto the king! Inside the sun a laugh rang out The Murmur sent a single scout Reported back, with saddened look. “Don’t fret yourself, that’s by the book! Now watch the sands, now see the sign The glory of my grand design!” The sands of death did feed the soil And silence killed the birds and broil A windswept plane of only one A giant that plant had become Yet on the bench still on she sat And at the plant she surely spat She saw no goodness in this plot Yet in the distance came land’s lot A seeping ebbing tide arose That army fighting back supposed This emptiness that had become Could be a war that was undone So riding back on cloven hoof Of living things they were aloof For blood and brawn had been their food Hope and fear their only mood The plant survived through hate of scribe The spittle that kept it alive For none were there but her, all dead The sands had fed it, wet and red But time had stolen all that source And without babes it ran its course So now it grasped at what it killed A revolution, what it willed The army took up residence Changed the land beyond compare It grew its own delighted feasts As if the plant was never there So what pray tell could be this tale How did the scribe, of all, prevail? No god would give a hand to lend No devil made the scribe it’s friend The girl she lives forever more Every story kept by score For even in the darkest night Now knows the balance, dark and light. [/spoiler] Aeoshattr[spoiler] Lazy old days The wind rustles through dry festive glasses As the lonely fair maiden waits and sighs. Once more, she longingly raises her eyes The Sun setting she sees as time passes. The light drains away like thick molasses And the shady Silence creeps in disguise: "Fair maiden, why do you look to the skies?" But as the light fades, a crowd amasses. "Let there be music and wine and more cake!" The maiden joyfully dances around Until she feels her dress fly up her thigh. "Drink until you forget every last ache And your feet have danced all over the ground!" For ten treasured gold years have since gone by.[/spoiler] Apophys[spoiler] Category: HaikuTitle: BirthdayAn old cycle fadesCelebration through the landsTime cycles anew[/spoiler] Princ Rhaegar[spoiler] hey hey! here's a poem, an ode to proper hygiene wench as a concept: There's no fine wench,covered in grassan's stench,but gallons of booze,help with the armpit ooze!So drown it in your belly,or else endure the smelly!Water of Marind Bell,gives a shine to every shell!If you can't get the booze,and must endure the ooze,Give her a sponge,to get ride of the grunge! [/spoiler] TheRichMerchant[spoiler] Here is a limerick: If you remember, it was herewhere we met, my cask of beer.I kissed you deeplyI finished it quicklyand I still had energy left for one last cheer. [/spoiler] Voting is over and we have our winners! Entry names have been replaced with player names. Edited April 19, 2015 by Sasha Lilias Myth 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sasha Lilias Posted April 19, 2015 Author Report Share Posted April 19, 2015 (edited) The winners are.... 1st: Aeoshattr 2nd: Princ Rhaegar 3rd: Zleiphneir Congratulations to the winners! It was a very close call between 1st and 2nd! All three of you did an awesome job! Please find me in game for your rewards. Edited April 19, 2015 by Sasha Lilias Eagle Eye 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jubaris Posted April 19, 2015 Report Share Posted April 19, 2015 (edited) Very close one indeed, was 5-5 around 15h server time, and now it's 6-6 :)) I didn't write much poems or rhymes, and it's starting to be fun. It amazes me that so many people actually read all the entries (some were huge! cudos!) and gave their votes, thanks for the vote of confidence, means a lot! (mine was entry 5 obviously, MB mentioned) Eh, never gonna grab that WP, tired of these pretty and powerful aramors... :D So many people on the highscore list in front! Congrats Aeo and Z! Edited April 19, 2015 by Rhaegar Targaryen Sasha Lilias, Aeoshattr and Myth 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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