was a
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was a
heavy rain
Last edited by Troll; 05-17-2012 at 08:37 AM.
falling from
the ground
"...And upon that banner you write down your deeds so that you cannot forget."
up. -"WHAT
! RAIN
fdas
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? WHY
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?' he opined
, his eyes
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aimed at
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the sky
"...And upon that banner you write down your deeds so that you cannot forget."
the skies
DISREGARD. same words at the same time. Now that's what I call coincidence.
Last edited by Troll; 05-19-2012 at 02:41 PM.
-" Have the
ancestors forsaken
us? Why
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do they
let the
wrath of
So far:
As the village slept, dark deeds were planned by bandits. Good intentions, ruthless methods involving fire, silent footsteps, sharp knives...death ensued. Dawn approached, but the wily varl slashed away the mighty chief of the haughty and obscene--but distinguished--Red Carpet Dapper clan, laughing as he jumped headlong into mighty dreams about liquorice, which he bathed into for Zardoz.
The villagers, profoundly upset by the defenestration of already blind wooden-legged Petey Pirrrate who thennnn grew wings and promptly escaped prison but discovered that he was the son of Red Beard's second cousin, and thus it all came tumbling down, straight into the well's dirty water. Sadly not the good kind, but the pestilent kind: fetid liquid teeming with sickly rodents, oryx skulls and numerous bloated toads.
Petey then loudly growled and said: "Arrrrrrrrrrrrrr m'hearties, it hurtssss." He felt melancholy over and again. The gods responded promptly to Petey's dark soul,"Your hatred must tame the violent north winds, icy plains full of green goats will not save you. The gale will crush the village, until finally the winds subside.
Fear the consequences unless you act wisely. Petey replied, boisterously and with great eloquence, "Me ain't gunna do nuthin' 'bout that , so yous' Hatin be pointless, yo".
Belly-dancing beauties descended from the stormy creche of interstellar infants. Big Afro Joseph sighed, "Aw man! Da hell with this!" As he spouted those grey trolls. Suddenly there was a heavy rain falling from the ground up. "WHAT! RAIN? WHY?" He opined, his eyes aimed at the sky. "Have the ancestors forsaken us? Why do they let the wrath of Petey Pirrrate
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