Re: Bleeding Hope by oftherealm |
19-Apr-04/6:15 AM |
Quaerion the Dark-aelfe stealthily strode through the shadows into the dimly-lit tavern, ignoring the inebriated "tally-ho!"s of the ignorant knaves around him, quietly slipping through the crowd to a table in the corner. He was clad in a dark, hooded cloak of purest Gwynthymoryan mithril-silk, and the Whisper-Bootes of Rhydrissa the Pale, and although his pale, fine features did not reflect any emotion, save perhaps for a flash in his deep green eyes that reflected a certain amount of contempt for the surroundings in which he had been fated to find himself this evening, his ringed right hand was somewhat tensely curled around the hilt of his Spirit-clay'dh-dhmore, FyreDestyny.
Suddenly, a rough, oafish hand grabbed his shoulder, and a voice bellowed "Quaerion!"
Quaerion whirled around, green eyes flashing, to face his oppressor -- an unutterably fat, blond-bearded man in a loincloth and a plumed helmet.
"Who dares speak the name of Quaerion?!" spoke Quaerion in a quiet, commanding voice that caused all who in the tavern who were still conscious to fall silent and gaze in his direction, wondering who the powerful yet quiet hooded stranger named Quaerion could be.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Re: Whose God? by elizabethann |
16-Apr-04/3:21 AM |
"Are we all
children of a
God?"
Yes.
"Yes?"
Yes.
"Which God,"
Jesu.
"Whose God?"
The God of the Israelites.
"Does religion matter"
Yes. Yes it does.
"Or do we just
Need faith
In one higher being"
No. You need faith in Jesu.
"And if we don't believe
What happens?"
You go to hell.
"Are we condemned by
Believers and followers?"
You are condemned by Jesu.
"And if so
What kind of God
Do you have?"
An 18th level cleric with Invisibility, the Helmet of True Seeing, and the Amulet of Transubstantiation.
"A just one?"
God is just.
"Or an insensitive, impure
Conformist?"
God is not insensitive, He is not impure, He is not a conformist.
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Re: a comment on horus8 accepts black cock for cash by King Abdullah II |
15-Apr-04/6:17 PM |
He uses Methylated Spirit when He runs out of Holy Spirit.
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Re: a comment on horus8 accepts black cock for cash by King Abdullah II |
15-Apr-04/5:44 PM |
Is the Holy Spirit the part of God that makes people have violent hallucinations?
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Re: a comment on forgetful dyke by elizabethann |
15-Apr-04/5:42 PM |
And despite the fact that nearly all of his poetry is a series of furious sex-obsessed rants that make no fucking sense, it's about three billion times more enjoyable to read than your limp sanctimonious nonsense. You're like a sweating nude crotch that inexplicably parades itself down the street, and then goes home and writes in its diary about how mean people are.
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Re: a comment on horus8 accepts black cock for cash by King Abdullah II |
15-Apr-04/5:34 PM |
That's such a stupid story. The men would have noticed when they saw the wings on the angels' bums.
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Re: a comment on forgetful dyke by elizabethann |
15-Apr-04/5:32 PM |
Don't you know when you've been zinged?! TO THE MAX?!?!?!?!?! You couldn't possibly be cooler than horus8. He is a latchkey street poete raised on poptarts and jew semen.
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Re: a comment on horus8 accepts black cock for cash by King Abdullah II |
15-Apr-04/4:31 PM |
The two angels arrived at Sodom in the evening, and Lot was sitting in the gateway of the city. When he saw them, he got up to meet them and bowed down with his face to the ground. "My lords," he said, "please turn aside to your servant's house. You can wash your feet and spend the night and then go on your way early in the morning."
"No," they answered, "we will spend the night in the square."
But he insisted so strongly that they did go with him and entered his house. He prepared a meal for them, baking bread without yeast, and they ate. Before they had gone to bed, all the men from every part of the city of Sodom-both young and old-surrounded the house. They called to Lot, "Where are the men who came to you tonight? Bring them out to us so that we can have sex with them."
Lot went outside to meet them and shut the door behind him and said, "No, my friends. Don't do this wicked thing. Look, I have two daughters who have never slept with a man. Let me bring them out to you, and you can do what you like with them. But don't do anything to these men, for they have come under the protection of my roof."
Genesis 19:1-8
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Re: forgetful dyke by elizabethann |
15-Apr-04/5:24 AM |
Haha! Good one!
MEDIOCRITY CHECKLISTE
[_] AABB rhyming scheme
[_] Arbitrary indentation
[X] Arbitrary line breaks
[X] Clerical errors
[_] Ellipses used overabundantly
[_] Lower case only
[_] Internet shorthand / emoticons
[_] Repetition of a word or phrase ad nauseam
[X] Devoid of rhyme
[X] Devoid of other linguistic embellishments (alliteration, etc)
[X] Devoid of other literary devices (metaphor, synaesthesia, etc)
[X] Devoid of wondrous or fantastical imagery
[X] About drugs
[_] About romantic love
[_] About suicide or self-mutilation
[_] About writing
[_] Cliched imagery (tears falling like rain, angel in heaven)
[_] Cliched rhymes (love/above, heart/apart)
[_] Sounds like dialogue in a fantasy novel
[X] Melodramatic
[_] Autobiographical but in the third person
[_] Concerns the author's social pastimes
[_] Leaving rant
[_] Vicarious wish fulfilment
[_] Pointedly unanswered questions
[_] Smugly-named protagonist
[X] Sanctimonious
[_] Untitled
[_] Gushingly religious
[_] Obsessed with femininity
[X] Rage against the machine
[X] Self-obsessed
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Re: a comment on China, Silver, and an Emerald Lipstick by Enkidu |
14-Apr-04/9:23 AM |
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Re: a comment on China, Silver, and an Emerald Lipstick by Enkidu |
14-Apr-04/8:03 AM |
Puellae sub arbore sedent. Subito lupus adit. "eheu!" exclamant.
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Re: being human by ggawrysi |
14-Apr-04/7:29 AM |
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Re: a comment on Easter Wouldn't Be Complete Without Choking Someone Out by horus8 |
13-Apr-04/8:11 PM |
And then write a poeme about your haircut's cameo career in John Carpenter's lost X-rated films.
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Re: a comment on China, Silver, and an Emerald Lipstick by Enkidu |
13-Apr-04/8:07 PM |
Stultus est quisquis stultus est sicut stultus facit inquit.
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Re: China, Silver, and an Emerald Lipstick by Enkidu |
13-Apr-04/6:44 PM |
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Re: Severed Arm by jessicazee |
13-Apr-04/7:50 AM |
I'd like to see a greater emphasis on the apron and less about your emotions.
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Re: a comment on The Kings of Paradise by Spindle |
10-Apr-04/11:34 AM |
You may not think drugs = naughty, but that's no reason to tell a young, innocent poete to take a crack. Besides, why should anyone write about their own 'ill-conceived notions' as opposed a naughty drug user's 'ill-conceived notions'? Do you think it's naughty to criticise the wither'd prawne in another man's eye before crushing the bulging lobster in your own? Bow'ls, I say. The truth is that there is only one ill-conceived notion any poete should write about. And that is the notion that your poetry isn't a complete load of absolute guff -10-
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Re: a comment on The Kings of Paradise by Spindle |
10-Apr-04/9:38 AM |
You're in the special drugs club because you once smoked a marijuana and are therefore qualified to talk about the roaming jesters in lace. Congratulations!!!!111
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Re: a comment on The Kings of Paradise by Spindle |
10-Apr-04/6:53 AM |
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Re: ritual of now intensified by nentwined |
9-Apr-04/5:43 AM |
Could you tell me who is responsible for the following: "We want art for art's sake that will reflect the magazine's edgy, exciting attitude."
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