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Ahh, okay... Thank you for clarifiying - nice!shadowbinding shoe wrote:It's based on that late 60s british series, "The Prisoner" (which I saw a while ago)
The only important numbers there were #6, the hero, #2, the scheming governor, his silent midget manservant (I don't know if he had a number) and maybe #1 who was a mystery throughout the series. Terisa is #6, Eremis is #2, Nyle is the manservant and Geraden gets to be #1. But feel free to match the rest of the Mordant crew with numbers.
Congrats, vraith! I think there's a lot of people who can't wait to learn the next contest, now that I've gone and made this process take longer.
"People without hope not only don't write novels, but what is more to the point, they don't read them.
They don't take long looks at anything, because they lack the courage.
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience, and the novel, of course, is a way to have experience."
-Flannery O'Connor
"In spite of much that militates against quietness there are people who still read books. They are the people who keep me going."
-Elisabeth Elliot, Preface, "A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael"
They don't take long looks at anything, because they lack the courage.
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience, and the novel, of course, is a way to have experience."
-Flannery O'Connor
"In spite of much that militates against quietness there are people who still read books. They are the people who keep me going."
-Elisabeth Elliot, Preface, "A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael"
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Woot woot!
thanks peeps.
awwww....now I have to come up with a contest.
Stay tuned.
thanks peeps.
awwww....now I have to come up with a contest.
Stay tuned.
[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
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OK: we all know tear-jerking and melodrama are the height [depths?], and what's more teary and melodramatic than the funeral? [well, actually, probably the wedding...but NVM for now]
So have at it! Funeral/Graveside! Do your worst!
So have at it! Funeral/Graveside! Do your worst!
[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
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yea, no one seems interested though I find the idea hysterical.sgt.null wrote:ummm, damn...
I'm trying to think of a different one.
[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
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It's a kind of sensitive topic, I think, but... (and then I say "but")Vraith wrote:yea, no one seems interested though I find the idea hysterical.sgt.null wrote:ummm, damn...
I'm trying to think of a different one.
...I really need to catch up on the contests that have "gone before" on this thread more often.
When I read the entries in the Halloween contest - those was HILARIOUS, actually.
Please post a deadline... call me a hypocrite, but I actually got an idea.
"People without hope not only don't write novels, but what is more to the point, they don't read them.
They don't take long looks at anything, because they lack the courage.
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience, and the novel, of course, is a way to have experience."
-Flannery O'Connor
"In spite of much that militates against quietness there are people who still read books. They are the people who keep me going."
-Elisabeth Elliot, Preface, "A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael"
They don't take long looks at anything, because they lack the courage.
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience, and the novel, of course, is a way to have experience."
-Flannery O'Connor
"In spite of much that militates against quietness there are people who still read books. They are the people who keep me going."
-Elisabeth Elliot, Preface, "A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael"
moving my post so it is under the rule post.
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Monsters, they eat
Your kind of meat
And they're moving as far as they can
And as fast as they can
Your kind of meat
And they're moving as far as they can
And as fast as they can
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Ok, you are a hypocrite.Linna Heartlistener wrote:
Please post a deadline... call me a hypocrite, but I actually got an idea.
Official deadline next Saturday [march 3, I believe].
Edited to remove rules that would have made our first entry have to rewrite after posting while I was posting.
Have at it peeps.
P.S. Love the "cast photos!"
[spoiler]Sig-man, Libtard, Stupid piece of shit. change your text color to brown. Mr. Reliable, bullshit-slinging liarFucker-user.[/spoiler]
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
the difference between evidence and sources: whether they come from the horse's mouth or a horse's ass.
"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
the hyperbole is a beauty...for we are then allowed to say a little more than the truth...and language is more efficient when it goes beyond reality than when it stops short of it.
STARRING:
Mr.oz
Prof. Largehatsize
Curly Baabette
Rev. Doe Eyes
ALSO STARRING:
Dr. Crimson Nape
Sheriff Mmm Literalname Hawk
Ms. Muppie
SPECIAL GUEST STAR
General Dada
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Setting: graveside in a filled graveyard. A lovely tree hovers just next to the grave. There is a gathering of people around the grave with Rev. Doe Eyes about to read a sermon.
*Present: Rev Doe Eyes, Prof. Largehatsize, Curly Baabette, Ms Muppie, the deceased Mr.oz (represented by a tombstone)*
*Rev. Doe Eyes stands at the foot of the grave holding a book. Prof. Largehatsize and Curly Baabette each stand on either side of the grave. Ms. Muppie is standing near the tree, fixing her lipstick*
*cue music playing softly www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjedLeVGcfE&feature=related *
Rev. Doe Eyes: *clears her throat* We are gathered here today before god to pay tribute to our friend, Mr.oz. She was a kindly, sensitive soul. Very talented in the art… *interrupted*
Prof. Largehatsize: *adjusts his large hat* What a freaking moron she was! Why'd she have to go and die like that? I was trying to teach her about a lot of things! I … *interrupted*
Curly Baabette: *very prim and proper aussie accent (as if there were such a thing)* Pardon me, good Prof. Largehatsize, but if I may suggest that perhaps the lessons could have been taught in another fashion or perhaps not by you and that *interrupted*
Prof. Largehatsize: But my lesson plan was HILARIOUS! *bobbling his head and looking exasperated* I even pinned it to the back of her shirt with two daggers so she wouldn't lose it!
APPLAUSE MIXED WITH LAUGHTER
Curly Baabette: and that it wasn't your place to *interrupted*
Prof. Largehatsize: I'm not even a visual person, but I looked at her. *emphasises* I looked in her direction! *sighs* more than once, even! What a fu… *interrupted*
*Ms Muppie begins poking a beehive with a stick*
Ms. Muppie: Hoooootie dooootie mooootie sooootie.
*a loud engine roar can suddenly be heard approaching accompanied by a loud 'EeeeeeeeeeHaaaaaaaaaa!' Soon a handsome guy on a motorcycle comes into view. He rides up and comes to a screeching halt on top of the grave and hops off his bike*
APPLAUSE AND CHEERS
Dr. Crimson Nape: *thick southern us accent* Did someone say something about meatballs? *spits* I could eat me up a mess of meatballs, ya hear? *licks his lips and looks around as if there might be meatballs just out of sight. Dissatisfied, he pulls a six pack of beer from his jacket and opens one, gulping at it*
Curly Baabette: Hello Dr. Crimson Nape.
Dr. Crimson Nape: *chews his lip wistfully* Meatballs…
Rev. Doe Eyes: *takes a deep breath and makes a regretful look at the motorcycle sitting atop the grave* Our dear friend Mr.oz who was a talented art… *interrupted though she continues on mostly under her breath*
Prof. Largehatsize: I thought it was funny. Yes, it must have been funny cuz I thought it was. And appropriate!
Curly Baabette: *produces a tray of tea from her purse* Would anyone care for some tea? *holds out the tray in offer*
Ms. Muppie: *still poking the beehive* Hoooornie boooornie floooornie? *smiles stupidly and then continues poking the beehive*
Dr. Crimson Nape: *eyes open wide and blurts out* Meatballs! Where they at? I know there some 'round here. *begins sniffing the air and then belches* I got me a mean powerful hungry on for some meatballs! Did any of y'all hear anything? I swear to donkeys AND mules that I heard me somethin' 'bout some meatballs. *looks around both puzzled and hungry for some meatballs*
Prof. Largehatsize: …not even a visual person! *shaking his head*
Curly Baabette: *produces some biscuits to go with the tea* Cheerio my darlings. Shall we not enjoy these delicious apricot biscuits? Shall we let's not ever share cross words again, shalln't we? *hides a hoof behind her back. Dr. Crimson Nape inspects the biscuits to see if they might be meatballs.*
Prof. Largehatesize: *all-knowingly* It was a bonus! No one just gets to have these lessons! This lesson was a … *interrupted*
*Sheriff Mmm Literalname Hawk eases into the scene, tips his hat at the ladies and gives each a brief smile and then nods at the gentlemen*
APPLAUSE AND CHEERS
Sheriff Mmm Literalname Hawk: No! Bad, bad! This is *becomes distracted by the tea and biscuits* Ooooo… are those apricot biscuits? Don't mind if I do. *takes a biscuit while Curly Baabette pours him a cuppa*
*A student bursts onto the scene, huffing and puffing as though he were pretending that he'd run all the way to the middle of the set from the curtains to the left*
LAUGHTER
Student: Prof. Largehatsize really had a good point. It was good what he did! Look how large his hat size is for pete sake! *points to the large hat* See what I mean?
Everyone: Oooohhh… We're sorry, Prof. Largehatsize!
*lowered by a rope onto the scene, General Dada arrives in full clown suit with a rusty hatchet. Ms. Muppie begins bouncing up and down, squeaking in delight and clapping her hands.*
MASSIVE APPLAUSE AND CHEERING
General Dada: How lovely fawn in the winter has been hear me now. I fire in the grass more so than dream clouds priceless and golden! A chew toy is hardly habitable when the threads from the lace swing in the wind just so! Isn't it lovely to be the fourth duck wednesdays near the office? I agree!
Dr. Crimson Nape: *throaty* Meatballs!
*fade to black. curtain falls*
Mr.oz
Prof. Largehatsize
Curly Baabette
Rev. Doe Eyes
ALSO STARRING:
Dr. Crimson Nape
Sheriff Mmm Literalname Hawk
Ms. Muppie
SPECIAL GUEST STAR
General Dada
-------
Setting: graveside in a filled graveyard. A lovely tree hovers just next to the grave. There is a gathering of people around the grave with Rev. Doe Eyes about to read a sermon.
*Present: Rev Doe Eyes, Prof. Largehatsize, Curly Baabette, Ms Muppie, the deceased Mr.oz (represented by a tombstone)*
*Rev. Doe Eyes stands at the foot of the grave holding a book. Prof. Largehatsize and Curly Baabette each stand on either side of the grave. Ms. Muppie is standing near the tree, fixing her lipstick*
*cue music playing softly www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjedLeVGcfE&feature=related *
Rev. Doe Eyes: *clears her throat* We are gathered here today before god to pay tribute to our friend, Mr.oz. She was a kindly, sensitive soul. Very talented in the art… *interrupted*
Prof. Largehatsize: *adjusts his large hat* What a freaking moron she was! Why'd she have to go and die like that? I was trying to teach her about a lot of things! I … *interrupted*
Curly Baabette: *very prim and proper aussie accent (as if there were such a thing)* Pardon me, good Prof. Largehatsize, but if I may suggest that perhaps the lessons could have been taught in another fashion or perhaps not by you and that *interrupted*
Prof. Largehatsize: But my lesson plan was HILARIOUS! *bobbling his head and looking exasperated* I even pinned it to the back of her shirt with two daggers so she wouldn't lose it!
APPLAUSE MIXED WITH LAUGHTER
Curly Baabette: and that it wasn't your place to *interrupted*
Prof. Largehatsize: I'm not even a visual person, but I looked at her. *emphasises* I looked in her direction! *sighs* more than once, even! What a fu… *interrupted*
*Ms Muppie begins poking a beehive with a stick*
Ms. Muppie: Hoooootie dooootie mooootie sooootie.
*a loud engine roar can suddenly be heard approaching accompanied by a loud 'EeeeeeeeeeHaaaaaaaaaa!' Soon a handsome guy on a motorcycle comes into view. He rides up and comes to a screeching halt on top of the grave and hops off his bike*
APPLAUSE AND CHEERS
Dr. Crimson Nape: *thick southern us accent* Did someone say something about meatballs? *spits* I could eat me up a mess of meatballs, ya hear? *licks his lips and looks around as if there might be meatballs just out of sight. Dissatisfied, he pulls a six pack of beer from his jacket and opens one, gulping at it*
Curly Baabette: Hello Dr. Crimson Nape.
Dr. Crimson Nape: *chews his lip wistfully* Meatballs…
Rev. Doe Eyes: *takes a deep breath and makes a regretful look at the motorcycle sitting atop the grave* Our dear friend Mr.oz who was a talented art… *interrupted though she continues on mostly under her breath*
Prof. Largehatsize: I thought it was funny. Yes, it must have been funny cuz I thought it was. And appropriate!
Curly Baabette: *produces a tray of tea from her purse* Would anyone care for some tea? *holds out the tray in offer*
Ms. Muppie: *still poking the beehive* Hoooornie boooornie floooornie? *smiles stupidly and then continues poking the beehive*
Dr. Crimson Nape: *eyes open wide and blurts out* Meatballs! Where they at? I know there some 'round here. *begins sniffing the air and then belches* I got me a mean powerful hungry on for some meatballs! Did any of y'all hear anything? I swear to donkeys AND mules that I heard me somethin' 'bout some meatballs. *looks around both puzzled and hungry for some meatballs*
Prof. Largehatsize: …not even a visual person! *shaking his head*
Curly Baabette: *produces some biscuits to go with the tea* Cheerio my darlings. Shall we not enjoy these delicious apricot biscuits? Shall we let's not ever share cross words again, shalln't we? *hides a hoof behind her back. Dr. Crimson Nape inspects the biscuits to see if they might be meatballs.*
Prof. Largehatesize: *all-knowingly* It was a bonus! No one just gets to have these lessons! This lesson was a … *interrupted*
*Sheriff Mmm Literalname Hawk eases into the scene, tips his hat at the ladies and gives each a brief smile and then nods at the gentlemen*
APPLAUSE AND CHEERS
Sheriff Mmm Literalname Hawk: No! Bad, bad! This is *becomes distracted by the tea and biscuits* Ooooo… are those apricot biscuits? Don't mind if I do. *takes a biscuit while Curly Baabette pours him a cuppa*
*A student bursts onto the scene, huffing and puffing as though he were pretending that he'd run all the way to the middle of the set from the curtains to the left*
LAUGHTER
Student: Prof. Largehatsize really had a good point. It was good what he did! Look how large his hat size is for pete sake! *points to the large hat* See what I mean?
Everyone: Oooohhh… We're sorry, Prof. Largehatsize!
*lowered by a rope onto the scene, General Dada arrives in full clown suit with a rusty hatchet. Ms. Muppie begins bouncing up and down, squeaking in delight and clapping her hands.*
MASSIVE APPLAUSE AND CHEERING
General Dada: How lovely fawn in the winter has been hear me now. I fire in the grass more so than dream clouds priceless and golden! A chew toy is hardly habitable when the threads from the lace swing in the wind just so! Isn't it lovely to be the fourth duck wednesdays near the office? I agree!
Dr. Crimson Nape: *throaty* Meatballs!
*fade to black. curtain falls*
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Monsters, they eat
Your kind of meat
And they're moving as far as they can
And as fast as they can
Your kind of meat
And they're moving as far as they can
And as fast as they can
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Oh Ananda, you're killing me! 
Pun not intended... at least when I first typed it.
And wow what a satire... all those pictures... that's motivation.
Pun not intended... at least when I first typed it.
And wow what a satire... all those pictures... that's motivation.
"People without hope not only don't write novels, but what is more to the point, they don't read them.
They don't take long looks at anything, because they lack the courage.
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience, and the novel, of course, is a way to have experience."
-Flannery O'Connor
"In spite of much that militates against quietness there are people who still read books. They are the people who keep me going."
-Elisabeth Elliot, Preface, "A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael"
They don't take long looks at anything, because they lack the courage.
The way to despair is to refuse to have any kind of experience, and the novel, of course, is a way to have experience."
-Flannery O'Connor
"In spite of much that militates against quietness there are people who still read books. They are the people who keep me going."
-Elisabeth Elliot, Preface, "A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael"
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I updated a couple of the images since a few glaring errors were bothering me, but I still didn't take the edge noise off of General Dada... too tired! Also added sunshine for the reverend since she's so sunny herself.
Monsters, they eat
Your kind of meat
And they're moving as far as they can
And as fast as they can
Your kind of meat
And they're moving as far as they can
And as fast as they can