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Posted by: Twilightpersona
« on: May 14, 2012, 03:53:58 am »This was strung together pretty well. Good job Modem.
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Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!« on: May 11, 2012, 10:00:35 am »For the glory, brother.
Posted by: Parone92« on: May 11, 2012, 07:49:09 am »Dea Draconum Spiritum Obscuritas
Ordo Cephalium Vinci Mors Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!« on: May 10, 2012, 04:19:37 am »It's not the first time I've thought about it, but it's certainly the first time I've ever actually put the words together outside my head.
Posted by: CrazyHobo« on: May 10, 2012, 03:49:55 am »eh, que sera, sera.
I started forming complete sentences after learning Spanish for only 30 minutes >_> Guess everyone of us is a genius at something, eh? Posted by: BlackRain« on: May 10, 2012, 03:39:51 am »Igor, our dear Brother is an excellent writer. That Dragon over in Imperial Art is the first time I have ever drawn a dragon. The woman is the first time I've ever drawn a medieval suit of armor.
Posted by: CrazyHobo« on: May 10, 2012, 03:34:56 am »I sense bullshit.
The poem is so good, it can't be the first poem you've written xD Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!« on: May 09, 2012, 05:06:13 pm »Heh.
I really wanted to give it that "Epic last stand" feel. Posted by: BlackRain« on: May 09, 2012, 05:04:42 pm »Black Rain punches his fist in the air with pride, giving a roar powerful enough to rival a dragon's,'OOOOORRAAA! FOR THE GLORYYYY!'
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!« on: May 09, 2012, 05:01:20 pm »Yup, it's poetry, don't like poetry? don't **** read it. I've never written poetry before in my life, but I was bored, and made this up in my head, enjoy, or don't, whatever.
___________________ ________________ I lie now, still, on grassy fields An arrow from my chest And I come to realize That I'm just like the rest Everything's so quiet now Despite the din of war I see battle raging all around But can't hear them anymore Another brother falls nearby I try to turn my head A single tear runs down my cheek I realize he's dead I struggle and I look away Back to the sky so dark One question running through my brain Did I leave my mark? I know now I will never leave This bloody battlefield I see more brothers fall They will not ever yield I struggle with remaining life And claw up to my feet The enemy will fear us Even in defeat I raise my blade and give a cry We'll always push on higher We've lived a noble Agent's life Now we'll die in Dragon's Fire. |
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