God Hakke, with that avatar and all those fancy trimmings, you are simply irresistable now! What a clever ploy to stay alive in a Phalla... =P
Browncoats
You can thank Plutonium for this. He rekindled my obsession with this damn show and has pretty much stolen 25 of my dollars by alerting me to the presence of the new Serenity DVD.
Also Marx that haiku warms my heart into a malleable quasi-viscous substance,
Shall we continue
To only speak in haikus
Until this thing ends?
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Hi I'm Vee!Formerly VH; She/Her; Is an E X P E R I E N C ERegistered Userregular
edited August 2007
Hello, good sirs! What a fine morning for a phalla!
You should !vote for visiblehowl and here's why.
Whenever I try to do something on my own, I end up screwing over my side. Thus, if you elect me, you can trust me to ask exactly what the village wants me to ask, because I'm too afraid to do anything sneaky!
Clarification: Any actions that you make via PM must be sent in by the voting deadline of 11 PM EDT. This does not count for the investigation, which may be undertaken any time after results are posted.
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HakkekageSpace Whore Academysumma cum laudeRegistered Userregular
edited August 2007
Haiku? Bah! Fuck that
Prose and shit is where it's at Oh God I'm so crass
I !vote DevoutlyApathetic for leading naughty investigations.
I am hot for him. I haven't seen him in a leadership position, since....well I don't even think he has ever held one.
Go go DA!
I haven't since Communist Phalla.....where I was voted to the council even though I was the sympathizer and did my best to bring them down from the inside.
I !vote DevoutlyApathetic for leading naughty investigations.
I am hot for him. I haven't seen him in a leadership position, since....well I don't even think he has ever held one.
Go go DA!
I haven't since Communist Phalla.....where I was voted to the council even though I was the sympathizer and did my best to bring them down from the inside.
So I even have experience in a way.
Does "running a fake network as a bad guy" count as a leadership position?
TehSpectre could hear the voices from a fair distance off, but he had no way to tell whether they were the voices of friend or foe. Unsure of how much longer he could survive in the Greatwood alone, he decided it was worth the risk to approach the group and see with whom they were aligned. As he drew closer, he saw that it was a relatively large group. He estimated about 40 people were standing there, surrounding a fire that was just beginning to grow. It was clear that these people were soldiers, but in the darkness of the evening he still could not discern whether they were from the Gray Wolf or from the World’s Edge. He decided to edge closer to the clearing to see if he could overhear their conversations. He could only hear bits and pieces. “Like nothing I’ve ever seen…†“Was it planned?†“Such things just do not happen randomly…â€
He didn’t recognize any of the voices, but now he was fairly certain that these were men of the Gray Wolf. Still, he was cautious. The Massacre did not happen randomly, he was sure of that. This meant that someone within the Gray Wolf was plotting its demise. And for all he knew, that person was standing among the gathered soldiers. He turned his attention once more to the conversations, to see if he could find any familiar voice in the crowd, anyone that he knew he could trust for certain. All that greeted him, though, was silence. It took him but a moment to find out why, as he heard a voice that he certainly recognized come from the other side of the crowd.
“Gathered soldiers!†Sir Furic called. “We are in a time of crisis. Our army has been crushed, and we are stranded here in the Greatwood with few supplies and even fewer arms. If I am correct, we 40 here are the only ones who survived the battle.â€
“Forty-one, Sir,†TehSpectre called as he emerged from the woods. Several of the soldiers turned to look at him, but none even went to try and stop him to see if he really was a Gray Wolf. Had their will been broken already?
“Good,†Sir Furic replied. “We will need all the help we can get if we are to survive this ordeal. Together, I believe we can make our way through the Greatwood, and back to the Frostlands. Together, I believe, we will all return safely to our families who are waiting for us.†A murmur went through the crowd, the first rumblings of spirit being built up yet again. That was the effect that Sir Furic had on his men. Even in the face of a disastrous defeat, they believed he could do anything. They were willing to follow him anywhere.
“Now,†Furic continued, “let’s set about getting ourselves back home. First..†He trailed off as he turned around to face the Greatwood. Over the crackle of the fire all could hear a faint rustling noise, and what sounded like uneven footsteps approaching from the woods. Furic unsheathed his sword, one of the few still intact, and stared intently into the darkness. The sound stopped momentarily, presumably at the sight of Furic in battle position, but suddenly a body burst forth from the trees and collapsed at the feet of Furic. The men immediately recognized him as Sir Hylian.
“Sir Hylian!†Furic cried as he dropped to his knees. “What happened to you? I saw you escape from the battlefield.â€
“We are betrayed!†Sir Hylian gasped, echoing his words from earlier in the day. It was then that Furic noticed the blood flowing from Sir Hylian’s neck, as well as a second bloodstain near his abdomen.
“Yes, we know. We all know,†replied Furic. “Did you receive these wounds in battle?â€
“You do not know,†Sir Hylian continued. “You do not know… there are hunters among the wolves. Find them. Find the hunters…†Sir Hylian’s voice trailed off and his body went limp in Sir Furic’s arms. The knight stood up and turned to face the crowd of men.
“You heard what Sir Hylian said. Hunters among the wolves. Spies. They must have been the ones responsible for the massacre. They must have been the ones to kill Sir Hylian. And they must still be among us, here to finish the job.†A murmur went through the soldiers again as they contemplated what this all meant. “No! Do not despair. We will find these hunters, these spies. We will flush them out, and we will kill them before they kill us. Be wary. Find those who plot our doom and bring them forward so that we may mete out justice for them. Choose one of you to lead our investigations. Choose one you trust. We must find these spies, my brothers. Remember. We are the wolves. We are the hunters.â€
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Now now, when have I ever gotten you killed? :P
never vote for the D A
that way lies despair
I concur. You should probably just vote ballbaggins.
You can thank Plutonium for this. He rekindled my obsession with this damn show and has pretty much stolen 25 of my dollars by alerting me to the presence of the new Serenity DVD.
Also Marx that haiku warms my heart into a malleable quasi-viscous substance,
NNID: Hakkekage
Edit: And that "the"? Totally gratuitous. What is DA? Some kind of Office? "Hi, I'm The DevoutlyApathetic." Sure....
Great fun, but it's dangerous
Gonna' get shanked - damn
You win this round.
DevoutlyApathetic
made me cry all night
This obviously makes me the best candidate for incestigator.
No one trust that big douche
D A is awesome
HAH
Hahahahahahaha
:^:
A++ would chuckle heartily at again
NNID: Hakkekage
We shall settle this like men
At dawn, TehSpectre.
With skin so pink and so smooth
My lover goes oink.
Where we all talk in Haiku
Brings tears to my eyes
I suggest Grand, Lord or King. Take your pick.
But don't fuck up the meter
You did twice thus far
To only speak in haikus
Until this thing ends?
You should !vote for visiblehowl and here's why.
Whenever I try to do something on my own, I end up screwing over my side. Thus, if you elect me, you can trust me to ask exactly what the village wants me to ask, because I'm too afraid to do anything sneaky!
Vote visiblehowl! Trust his fear!
It is not easy, my pal
But for you, I'll try
it will be incorrectly
done, regardless what.
Prose and shit is where it's at
Oh God I'm so crass
NNID: Hakkekage
We will fight todayTwo will enter, one will winTactics are my life
of beats in a sad smiley?
Ask not; fear to tread.
Your lack of line breaks - Victory
I am Haiku King
Man, that's the worst haiku I've ever seen.
You didn't even try to make a complete sentence, you just deleted nouns and prepositions until it fit into the haiku meter.
If you're going to do it crappily, don't do it at all.
And even I can manage to copy and paste a question and an answer. It's not THAT difficult.
I am hot for him. I haven't seen him in a leadership position, since....well I don't even think he has ever held one.
Go go DA!
Oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, oink, oink
That was too easy.
Grammar for lessor men.
Art knowns no limits.
So I even have experience in a way.
It messes up my text sometimes.
Delicious meat; Portable
No meal is finer
Does "running a fake network as a bad guy" count as a leadership position?
TehSpectre could hear the voices from a fair distance off, but he had no way to tell whether they were the voices of friend or foe. Unsure of how much longer he could survive in the Greatwood alone, he decided it was worth the risk to approach the group and see with whom they were aligned. As he drew closer, he saw that it was a relatively large group. He estimated about 40 people were standing there, surrounding a fire that was just beginning to grow. It was clear that these people were soldiers, but in the darkness of the evening he still could not discern whether they were from the Gray Wolf or from the World’s Edge. He decided to edge closer to the clearing to see if he could overhear their conversations. He could only hear bits and pieces. “Like nothing I’ve ever seen…†“Was it planned?†“Such things just do not happen randomly…â€
He didn’t recognize any of the voices, but now he was fairly certain that these were men of the Gray Wolf. Still, he was cautious. The Massacre did not happen randomly, he was sure of that. This meant that someone within the Gray Wolf was plotting its demise. And for all he knew, that person was standing among the gathered soldiers. He turned his attention once more to the conversations, to see if he could find any familiar voice in the crowd, anyone that he knew he could trust for certain. All that greeted him, though, was silence. It took him but a moment to find out why, as he heard a voice that he certainly recognized come from the other side of the crowd.
“Gathered soldiers!†Sir Furic called. “We are in a time of crisis. Our army has been crushed, and we are stranded here in the Greatwood with few supplies and even fewer arms. If I am correct, we 40 here are the only ones who survived the battle.â€
“Forty-one, Sir,†TehSpectre called as he emerged from the woods. Several of the soldiers turned to look at him, but none even went to try and stop him to see if he really was a Gray Wolf. Had their will been broken already?
“Good,†Sir Furic replied. “We will need all the help we can get if we are to survive this ordeal. Together, I believe we can make our way through the Greatwood, and back to the Frostlands. Together, I believe, we will all return safely to our families who are waiting for us.†A murmur went through the crowd, the first rumblings of spirit being built up yet again. That was the effect that Sir Furic had on his men. Even in the face of a disastrous defeat, they believed he could do anything. They were willing to follow him anywhere.
“Now,†Furic continued, “let’s set about getting ourselves back home. First..†He trailed off as he turned around to face the Greatwood. Over the crackle of the fire all could hear a faint rustling noise, and what sounded like uneven footsteps approaching from the woods. Furic unsheathed his sword, one of the few still intact, and stared intently into the darkness. The sound stopped momentarily, presumably at the sight of Furic in battle position, but suddenly a body burst forth from the trees and collapsed at the feet of Furic. The men immediately recognized him as Sir Hylian.
“Sir Hylian!†Furic cried as he dropped to his knees. “What happened to you? I saw you escape from the battlefield.â€
“We are betrayed!†Sir Hylian gasped, echoing his words from earlier in the day. It was then that Furic noticed the blood flowing from Sir Hylian’s neck, as well as a second bloodstain near his abdomen.
“Yes, we know. We all know,†replied Furic. “Did you receive these wounds in battle?â€
“You do not know,†Sir Hylian continued. “You do not know… there are hunters among the wolves. Find them. Find the hunters…†Sir Hylian’s voice trailed off and his body went limp in Sir Furic’s arms. The knight stood up and turned to face the crowd of men.
“You heard what Sir Hylian said. Hunters among the wolves. Spies. They must have been the ones responsible for the massacre. They must have been the ones to kill Sir Hylian. And they must still be among us, here to finish the job.†A murmur went through the soldiers again as they contemplated what this all meant. “No! Do not despair. We will find these hunters, these spies. We will flush them out, and we will kill them before they kill us. Be wary. Find those who plot our doom and bring them forward so that we may mete out justice for them. Choose one of you to lead our investigations. Choose one you trust. We must find these spies, my brothers. Remember. We are the wolves. We are the hunters.â€
Though fairer of sex,
Your filthy tongue makes you seem
Like one of the boys!
Poast poast poast poast poast poast poest
I am maeking it
NNID: Hakkekage
So my declaration stands
I am Haiku King
Hollow victory
Your meter fails yet again
You are on notice.