Guest Xradion Posted April 28, 2002 Report Share Posted April 28, 2002 An elegant hall Draped with golden crests And fine tapestries. A crowd has gathered To witness this momentous Occasion. A princess stands With a jewel studded sword In hand, Wearing a robe of the finest White silk, and a coronet Encrusted with diamonds. She steps forward to Meet the candidate. Patiently waiting For the pronouncement, He prostrates himself Before her. "I hereby bestow the honor Of knighthood upon this Valiant gentleman, who Has proven his loyalty To the crown." And the blunt surface Of the sword Touches the candidate’s Shoulder, as the Guillotine blade effortlessly Slides through The former king’s neck. And a "hip-hip-huzzah" Goes up for the crowd As the old king’s head Rolls into the basket, A far off look of agony In his eyes. A plaza. Filthy, frigid, and permeated By a putrid stench. With a cold Rusted sword in hand, The executioner Has made his pronouncement. Outfitted in coarse leather, The muscular man stands With a dark hood To hide his face. The young knight stands To take his place, And a horrified head Lies alone, betrayed In a basket. *OOC: For those that don't know me, I am a friend of Wyvern and a former player of Archmage (anyone from SOB should remember me as DarkFenix). I have been meaning to submit an application for a long time now, but just never got around to actually doing it. I have also posted a few more poems in the banquet room. Thanks for your consideration. Xradion, The Horny Druid, Scholar of the Ancient Arts, Holder of the Eye of Odin, "The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." -Wallace Stevens "When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted April 28, 2002 Report Share Posted April 28, 2002 Dark Fenix!!! Peredhil is lured out for his last post before going off the net for a while. Seekers of Babylon, Scholar's Division Unite! (to the sounds of Thunder Cats - HO!) RAh, glad you showed up. -Peredhil Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gwaihir Posted April 29, 2002 Report Share Posted April 29, 2002 I like the poem! It's both cynical and the rhythm gives it a great sound. ---------- I want to be page 93 of Pineapples, the Avian Crows-Nyyark Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wyvern Posted May 1, 2002 Report Share Posted May 1, 2002 As Wyvern's obese almost secretary of initiates, Melba, sweeps and cleans around the Recruiter's Office, Xradion sits patiently and confidently in his comfortable applicant easy chair, eagerly awaiting the infamous Elder of Initiate's verdict on the piece of poetry he had submitted in the hopes of joining. He plunges deep into thought, wondering what could possibly be taking Wyvern such a long time to get to the office... Melba passes by his chair and procedes to dust it off, then decides to clean off Xradion as well as he appeared to have gathered a great deal of dust having remained seated in the same easy chair for such a long time. The violent brush of Melba's duster against Xradion's face is more then enough to wake the druid from his deep concentration... Xradion sighs and anxiously turns to the almost secretary that had just dusted him off... "Melba... how much longer till the overgrown lizard arrives again?" "As I said before..." grumbles Melba apologeticaly "I haven't the faintest ide-" The almost secretary is suddenly interrupted as Wyvern comes soaring through a glass window at the far end of the office on a jet propelled scooter with various sausages dangeling from his neck. In his hectic crash course, the lizard collides into Melba and sprays glass all over the newly swept office carpet... Quickly hopping off the scooter and watching it as it soars out of control through the office entrance and down the central hall of the Pen, Wyvern offers Xradion a linquisa sausage from his chain before seating himself at his desk and getting down to business... "Xradion..." begins Wyvern "... I greatly enjoyed your application, and think you have all the potentials of making an excellent Pen member, but I feel you must first show your loyalty to me- *clears throat* to the guild!" Xradion raises an eyebrow at this statement. "I... see... And how can I show my loyalty, may I ask?" Now munching on a tofu sausage and setting his scaly feet onto the top of his desk, the overgrown lizard snorts "Give me the legendary Eye of Odin, and I'll let you in no problem. You do still possess the item, do you not...?" Xradion nervously looks down at the office floor for a moment, uncertain of how to respond... He knew that if the Eye of Odin fell into the wrong hands, it could prove to be a catastrophe... and the greedy lizard's scaly palms certainly seemed to be the last place it belonged... Yet at the same time, if he lied saying he didn't have it and Wyvern noticed, it may have some effect on the acceptance of his application... After having considered his options for a brief moment, Xradion gets a brilliant idea. Turning to Wyvern, he murmers "I do have the legendary Eye of Odin, but I also have an even more unique and intriguing trinket that you might find twice as fascinating..." "Oooooooh?" hisses Wyvern, an evil smile spreading over his face and one of his hands going for the stamp used to accept applications "Lemme see! Lemme see!" With that, Xradion wips out the head of the king that was slain in his poem "The Accolade". Much to Wyvern's horror, the head's eyes flicker open and it turns to the overgrown lizard, bellowing " Take me, and I will never feel betrayed again!" Wyvern screams, quickly stamping Xradion's application accepted and running for the door. In the process, he trips over the chain of sausage links bound to him (one end of which is now being happily devoured by a hungry Melba) and falls into the main hall of the Pen only to be caught by his jet propelled scooter (which is still wreacking havoc through the halls) once again. As Wyvern screams and soars down the Pen hall, the chain of sausages and Melba (who is connected to the sausages) are rapidly pulled along with him. Xradion watches all this chaos in utter disbelief... Just another day at the Recruiter's Office... ;p OOC: On a more serious note, great poem Xradion, and certainly worthy of being ACCEPTED. Welcome! I'll get to sending you the appropriate passwords and such very soon... Glad to have you amongst us. [image]http://members.shaw.ca/kea/am/wyvy.jpg[/image] ------------------------------ Almost a Dragon... "My life is one big crime, I try to scheme through it." -Common, "The 6th Sense" Owner of the Decanter of Endless Booze. Edited by: Wyvern00 at: 5/1/02 6:44:24 pm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Xradion Posted May 2, 2002 Report Share Posted May 2, 2002 *Xradion bows his head humbly in appreciation, not just of Wyvern, but of the other comments he has recieved as well. Still, he can't help but ask himself one burning question: Where all 'da white women at?!* Xradion, The Horny Druid, Scholar of the Ancient Arts, Holder of the Eye of Odin. "The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." -Wallace Stevens "When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Portrait of Zool Posted May 2, 2002 Report Share Posted May 2, 2002 Oooooh! That's provocative! Welcome X! ~Zool~ Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards. Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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