smallscale_mind_games Posted April 30, 2003 Report Posted April 30, 2003 ((OOC: here you see the overall disturbing result of my muse hitting me like a ton of bricks...I HATE THIS MOUSE!)) *Merry rushes about, taking things out of her truck, which she acquired from NOWHERE in particular, building what looks like the set of a game show. After ten minutes of frantic activity, the set is done, complete with a bunch of podiums, chairs for a huge audience, and many many interesting prizes. This done, she jumps onto a podium and shouts into the mic, bizarre soundwaves of spooky telepathy broadcasting all over the society of the Pen.* "PEOPLE OF EARTH! Or people of terra, whichever you prefer, I would like to propose a proposition. We shall have a POEM-OFF! Basically, someone, anyone, no one cares who, starts by writing a poem about WHATEVER THEY WANT! Then anyone else who feels like joining in, responds somehow, either by agreeing and augmenting the opinion or theme of the poem, by arguing with the opinion or theme of the poem, or even by continuing the poem! I think 'twil be fun. REMEMBER: Peredhil will agree here: Be polite. No out-of-verse put downs, example: "your poem sucks!" you hear me? none of that. I don't want to be hated because I instigated some hideous flaming battle on the Mighty Pen. I haven't yet decided how to determine winners and non-winners (no losers here), so I guess if you really like someone's poem, PM them with a "prize" or something. For instance: "Your response to so-and-so's poem really rocked my socks! Have a magical pat of butter that allows you to fly!" Nothing too serious going on as far as winning and prizes, just have fun with it *shrug* *leaps off the podium* LET THE (polite) BLOODBATH BEGIN!!!
WrenWind Posted April 30, 2003 Report Posted April 30, 2003 (edited) So enters the lady with long flowing hair Whirling and twirling to make all quite dizzy Up onto the stage with a bit of flare Spinning again till her hair is quite frizzy Step up the mic, all those who dare The contest begins here today in the hall Choose your words with utmost of care The judges will pick those who don't fall Suddenly looking like she 's had quite a scare She hops off the stage, running straight for the door Only to find her legs tangled in a chair Falling ungraciously in a heap on the floor *hides under the table * Edited April 30, 2003 by WrenWind
Alaeha Posted April 30, 2003 Report Posted April 30, 2003 Add into this myself, for all can say that I write poems that pass, at a glance, as being good, though dismal, sad, and gray. But watch your words, or you'll have not a chance! The poem-off sounds better than freestyle, for with no limit on the time you take, you can think on your work a little while and proofread it and fix that quick mistake. So come and read your poem if you dare, but caution is advisable. You see, for reckless words are dangerous, beware the cost of typing words too loose and free. Let those who wish to post their thoughts do so, and if they don't, they don't. We'll never know.
Vlad Posted May 1, 2003 Report Posted May 1, 2003 The cost of typing can be, Limited only by those like me, I don't charge too much, But I will do this as such: A dollar for a balnk page, More with little words, Especially if they be sage, But don't listen to the birds. I'll even sell you some ink, For how much you inquire, Well I need a moment to think, As much as a sword for hire. You want some meaning with that? Sure, I'll give it all to you, I'll give it away at the drop of a hat, Just, please, buy stuff from this Jew.
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