ooooh Wyvern!

[Guest Signe Green]

Peredhil suggested I apply to join the Pen, so here's me! *she grins*

arch17.magewar.com/ubb/Fo...00337.html

is a story I'm writing with Gyr. I've some poems kicking around too, from a little bit ago. http://www.themightypen.net/public/style_emoticons/default/ohmy.gif)

 

Men may control the free world, but women control the boobs.

 

Scared toys break too easily.

 

I want to be the queen of the world so I can give up shoes and walk barefoot across the backs of gorgeous naked male slaves stretched out before me like a muscular self-warming carpet.

 

I aim to please! Errr, tease. Something like that. ;o)

 

Evil tastes like strawberries and whipped cream.

 

Signe- about as innocent as a devil worshipping female rabbit in heat.

 

Signe's Homepage

[Peredhil]

Peredhil peers at Wyvern's desk.

 

It is the usual mixture of food wrappings, applications, and Forbes Magazines.

 

With a sigh, he slips one of the appliications back to the top of the pile for reexamination, wonder how many other applications have slipped through the cracks.

[Wyvern]

Peredhil,

 

Note that I haven't overlooked this application. I stated in that links to UBB threads are unacceptable forms of entry, remember?

 

Signe,

 

If you're still interested in joining, please post an application specificaly created in the hopes of joining the Pen. I really like "Crazy like a Fox", but I can't accept that link as an entry. Sorry.

 

Yer faithfull pet,

Wyv-

 

 

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Almost a Dragon...

 

"I'll put it in lamer terms:

If you came to learn how to make fire,

COME I'LL MAKE YOU BURN!"

-Big Pun, R.I.P

 

Owner of the Decanter of Endless Booze.

[Peredhil]

Peredhil cheers Wyvern as he does exactly as he'd hoped.

 

 

And that sensitivity and tact, folks, is why we made Wyvern the Elder of Initiates!

 

Plus for some reason the Coffers are never empty of geld since he took over...

[Guest Signe Green]

*laughs* I will do when I manage to find some time, which may be a while. I think I have too many mages, they're starting to interfere with how I play the game. ;o)

 

Men may control the free world, but women control the boobs.

 

Scared toys break too easily.

 

I want to be the queen of the world so I can give up shoes and walk barefoot across the backs of gorgeous naked male slaves stretched out before me like a muscular self-warming carpet.

 

I aim to please! Errr, tease. Something like that. ;o)

 

Evil tastes like strawberries and whipped cream.

 

Signe- about as innocent as a devil worshipping female rabbit in heat.

 

Signe's Homepage

[Guest Signe Green]

Coming home at night

to a lonely cold apartment

and the cold remains of breakfast

on a plate

The neon glare from the store across the street

casting weird and shallow shadows

on rumpled quilts and sheets

Her clothes lie in a puddle

on the cheaply rented floor

Discarded til tomorrow

when they're needed once more

Her shoes left in the hallway

in a parody of steps

by the locked and bolted door

that keeps the world out when it shuts

the quiet pad of barefoot feet

from door to silent phone

pause in hope of a blinking light

and reluctantly move on

She curls up tight

on her bed late that night

and she's wishing on a satellite star.

Edited by: Signe Green  at: 9/20/01 8:12:24 am

[Peredhil]

She sleeps alone

Curled against the pain

Of lonliness, of heart scalded by

Perceived neglects

Small body in too large bed.

 

The phone rings

A click and whir

The tape moves and records

The voice she'd know

But she sleeps.

 

A small body in too large bed

The red light blinks it's signal

Trying to wake her

To its urgency

What does it say?

[Wyvern]

After having looked through Signe's application several times, Wyvern places the sheet on his desk and leans back comfortably in his chair. An enormous mischeivous grin slowly spreads across his face. When Wyvern had entered the Angels of Apocalypse guild, Signe had automaticaly labeled him as her pet. But in the Mighty Pen, Wyv was Signe's superior! The overgrown lizard rubs his scaly palms together in sadistic glee... hehehe...

 

Wyv immediatly begins making up a list of things that Signe will have to do before being accepted as an initiate:

 

1) Feed Wyvern BY HAND.

 

2) Give Wyvern daily massages.

 

3) Make up excuses for Wyvern's absences when he goes on

5 month lunch breaks.

 

4) Fan Wyvern with an enormous feather while he works.

 

5) Perform table dances for Wyvern in his spare time.

 

6) Wear only...

 

Wyvern's ferverous writing is suddenly cut short as a dark shadow looms over the page. Looking up, he notices an irritated looking Peredhil and Jechum, who is holding what has now become known as the "Anti-Wyvern Mallet". Pointing the hammer at Wyv, Jechum growls:

 

"Don't... even... THINK about it!"

 

Wyvern sighs and stamps Signe's application 'ACCEPTED'. "You guys always spoil all the fun don't you...?"

 

OOC: On a more serious note Signe, great poem! Definatly the best I've read recently. You've certainly got my seal of approval for intitiate, so congrats...

 

 

 

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Almost a Dragon...

 

"My life is like one big crime: I try to scheme through it." -Common, "The 6th Sense"

 

Owner of the Decanter of Endless Booze.

Edited by: Wyvern00  at: 9/21/01 1:27:36 pm

[Guest Signe Green]

Thanks. *smiles* I'm glad I finally found a few minutes to write. I nearly always only write poetry in class when I'm bored, so I should be writing a little more now.

[Gyrfalcon]

Go Signe! =)

[The Portrait of Zool]

Wow! Imagine how much poetry she could generate at a Cubs game!

 

Welcome to the fold, my dear. We look forward to many more of your works, and many works together.

 

~Zool~

 

Elder of Elders, 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.

Edited by: Zool47  at: 9/25/01 4:30:27 am

[Guest Signe Green]

*laughs* no, it would really be very hard for me to write poetry while hogtied, and since that's what it would take to to GET me to the aforementioned cubs game....

 

;o)

 

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