A little poem dedicated to a character of my creation, Asim.
Truly Alone
* Who am I even doing this for?
* I'll continue, hell, I sw… moreore.
* But it's easy to realize;
* I'm not doing this for myself anymore.
* Found them, killed them.
* Didn't even give a fuck
* Our paths seemed to intertwine
* Call that some bad luck
* Now, true loneliness
* My problems are starting to be quite copious
* Feelin' just a hint of hopelessness
* Maybe by the thought of ending this
* Why, why even survive?
* Going through hell, I seem to thrive
* I guess I just take this shit in stride
* It's hard to consider myself alive.
lol how the hell do you find this I was busy all day wasn't on the forum then come back and see this thread back just brilliant probably took you ages to find thanks bro
Alright...continuing my long forgotten limerick collection.
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Doug was a technical genius
Who sadly was cursed with a penis
So w… moreithin an hour
He's duly devoured
Cuz Carley's a hot chick who needs us
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There once was a young man named Nick
Who got into trouble real quick
Walt could have saved him
But never forgave him
He perished for being a prick
On the TWD story and fanfic page you can see my full story, but basically he got revenge on the people that slaughtered his group, and by the end of the poem, it's talking about him losing his mind.
Brilliant poem also if anyone wants see the story go to this thread just brilliant recommend taking a look at it
http://www.telltalegames.com/community/discussion/64369/create-your-own-twd-story-or-fanfic/p4
(The story is on end of page 4)
Alright...continuing my long forgotten limerick collection.
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Doug was a technical genius
Who sadly was cursed with a penis
So w… moreithin an hour
He's duly devoured
Cuz Carley's a hot chick who needs us
.
There once was a young man named Nick
Who got into trouble real quick
Walt could have saved him
But never forgave him
He perished for being a prick
* When the zombie plague is in full swing
* And the undead roam the streets
* Ill drive a pickaxe
* Through your skull
* before … moreyou turn, my sweet.
* Id hate to see your soulful eyes
* All blood thirsty and insane
* So before that day ill also try
* To shoot you in the brain.
* These thinks i do to show my love
* My motives are quite pure
* For the zombie plaque
* Is sure to come
* As as yet there is no cure.
* When the zombie plague is in full swing
* And the undead roam the streets
* Ill drive a pickaxe
* Through your skull
* before … moreyou turn, my sweet.
* Id hate to see your soulful eyes
* All blood thirsty and insane
* So before that day ill also try
* To shoot you in the brain.
* These thinks i do to show my love
* My motives are quite pure
* For the zombie plaque
* Is sure to come
* As as yet there is no cure.
* When the zombie plague is in full swing
* And the undead roam the streets
* Ill drive a pickaxe
* Through your skull
* before … moreyou turn, my sweet.
* Id hate to see your soulful eyes
* All blood thirsty and insane
* So before that day ill also try
* To shoot you in the brain.
* These thinks i do to show my love
* My motives are quite pure
* For the zombie plaque
* Is sure to come
* As as yet there is no cure.
Yeah, I think i's one of my better ones. Unfortunately, I'm beginning to run out of material (read: grisly deaths to crack jokes about). Episode 3 needs to get here ASAP.
On the TWD story and fanfic page you can see my full story, but basically he got revenge on the people that slaughtered his group, and by the end of the poem, it's talking about him losing his mind.
A little poem dedicated to a character of my creation, Asim.
Truly Alone
* Who am I even doing this for?
* I'll continue, hell, I sw… moreore.
* But it's easy to realize;
* I'm not doing this for myself anymore.
* Found them, killed them.
* Didn't even give a fuck
* Our paths seemed to intertwine
* Call that some bad luck
* Now, true loneliness
* My problems are starting to be quite copious
* Feelin' just a hint of hopelessness
* Maybe by the thought of ending this
* Why, why even survive?
* Going through hell, I seem to thrive
* I guess I just take this shit in stride
* It's hard to consider myself alive.
Man this brings my back to the day I wrote The Stranger when I was stuck waiting at the DMV, that shit was dope! Time to celebrate this thread's triumphant return by pressing Ctrl+V on a poem I made alittle while ago.
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Death came a'knocking.
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I'm sorry Clementine, but it would seem your day is done
You're backed into a corner, you can neither hide nor run
But I know of a place where you need never live in fear
Join us in the afterlife, we've saved room for you here.
.
It's astounding what you'll do to live another day.
But the ling'ring chill of death will never go away
We believe you are deserving of eternal life
So pick up that gun and put an end to all this strife
.
Don't you see the road you travel only leads to pain?
Your guardian defied my will and yet he died in vain
Death is not a punishment nor something you should fear
You'll reunite with loved ones when you choose to join us here.
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I won't succumb to hopelessness, I know what I must do
This world is hell but I intend to guide my people through
Lee rests in Savannah but he's with me day and night.
He taught me not to run or hide but stand my ground and fight!
Man this brings my back to the day I wrote The Stranger when I was stuck waiting at the DMV, that shit was dope! Time to celebrate this thr… moreead's triumphant return by pressing Ctrl+V on a poem I made alittle while ago.
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Death came a'knocking.
.
I'm sorry Clementine, but it would seem your day is done
You're backed into a corner, you can neither hide nor run
But I know of a place where you need never live in fear
Join us in the afterlife, we've saved room for you here.
.
It's astounding what you'll do to live another day.
But the ling'ring chill of death will never go away
We believe you are deserving of eternal life
So pick up that gun and put an end to all this strife
.
Don't you see the road you travel only leads to pain?
Your guardian defied my will and yet he died in vain
Death is not a punishment nor something you should fear
You'll reunite with loved ones when you choose to join us her… [view original content]
Came up with something off the top of my head after listening to 'Who Shot Ya?' By Notorious B.I.G. I'm gonna try to write a TWD-related rap using Biggie's style. It's gonna be about Carver and I'm going to make it as menacing as possible. Let's see how it goes.
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I cull the weak like Pol Pot in Cambodia
Step outta line, word is bond I'll fuckin' bury ya'
bitch slap your face if I think you need correction
Beat your ass to death and call it natural selection
Absolute power, I abuse it absolutely
Blow out your brains if your homies try to shoot me
I rule by decree and you really shouldn't test me
I've filled shallow graves with the fucks who tried to best me
Came up with something off the top of my head after listening to 'Who Shot Ya?' By Notorious B.I.G. I'm gonna try to write a TWD-related ra… morep using Biggie's style. It's gonna be about Carver and I'm going to make it as menacing as possible. Let's see how it goes.
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I cull the weak like Pol Pot in Cambodia
Step outta line, word is bond I'll fuckin' bury ya'
bitch slap your face if I think you need correction
Beat your ass to death and call it natural selection
Absolute power, I abuse it absolutely
Blow out your brains if your homies try to shoot me
I rule by decree and you really shouldn't test me
I've filled shallow graves with the fucks who tried to best me
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Comments
Walkers are eating me
Jesus, are you fucking kidding me?
And let's not forget
about Lee Everett the pimp,
who kicked ass and got bitches
all over his di- reproductive organ! (nailed it).
Brilliant poem also if anyone wants see the story go to this thread just brilliant recommend taking a look at it
http://www.telltalegames.com/community/discussion/64369/create-your-own-twd-story-or-fanfic/p4
(The story is on end of page 4)
lol how the hell do you find this I was busy all day wasn't on the forum then come back and see this thread back just brilliant probably took you ages to find thanks bro
lol love it
On the TWD story and fanfic page you can see my full story, but basically he got revenge on the people that slaughtered his group, and by the end of the poem, it's talking about him losing his mind.
Thank you, Mark, your poems were really good, too.
Ben fell up the stairs? Wat.
lol little stupid joke put in that ben was so stupid he managed to fall up the stairs somehow just found it funny
The Doug one was fucking hilarious!
When the zombie plague is in full swing
And the undead roam the streets
Ill drive a pickaxe
Through your skull
before you turn, my sweet.
Id hate to see your soulful eyes
All blood thirsty and insane
So before that day ill also try
To shoot you in the brain.
These thinks i do to show my love
My motives are quite pure
For the zombie plaque
Is sure to come
As as yet there is no cure.
Yes love this moar
ROSES ARE RED
COPPER IS BRASS
IF YOU HATE THE WALKING DEAD
IM GANA STOMP YOUR ASS
AAH but I love TWD promise lol
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pp9cq-bcEdo
I don't like the approach the writer took to the poem. But it was well written, especially incorporating Lee's actual dialogue in there.
You have successfully made me sad. Damn you, for that beautiful poem.
Hehe that was kinda funny. As Mark says, moar!!
Good poem!
That is one seriously dark humor. Nice job!
Yeah, I think i's one of my better ones.
Unfortunately, I'm beginning to run out of material (read: grisly deaths to crack jokes about). Episode 3 needs to get here ASAP.
Nice! Will read.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't know how to rhyme
Boat.
Kenny, is that you??
This is really good Clayton
Bump
Hey, haven't seen you for a while!
Holy shit, this is old. I remember the old times.
My ancient thread cool
Man this brings my back to the day I wrote The Stranger when I was stuck waiting at the DMV, that shit was dope! Time to celebrate this thread's triumphant return by pressing Ctrl+V on a poem I made alittle while ago.
.
Death came a'knocking.
.
I'm sorry Clementine, but it would seem your day is done
You're backed into a corner, you can neither hide nor run
But I know of a place where you need never live in fear
Join us in the afterlife, we've saved room for you here.
.
It's astounding what you'll do to live another day.
But the ling'ring chill of death will never go away
We believe you are deserving of eternal life
So pick up that gun and put an end to all this strife
.
Don't you see the road you travel only leads to pain?
Your guardian defied my will and yet he died in vain
Death is not a punishment nor something you should fear
You'll reunite with loved ones when you choose to join us here.
.
I won't succumb to hopelessness, I know what I must do
This world is hell but I intend to guide my people through
Lee rests in Savannah but he's with me day and night.
He taught me not to run or hide but stand my ground and fight!
Peoms like that are the reason I made this thread perfection :')
(Passes Markd a tissue) Glad you liked it; all that reading poetry and listening to rap finally pays dividends. XD
(wipes tear) I'm glad my peoms in OP inspired you XD
Here's a haiku poem I just wrote:
Snow's gentle landing
Winter chills hand, face, and cap
All the dead lie down
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you disagree with Kenny
He'll drop a saltlick on you.
Came up with something off the top of my head after listening to 'Who Shot Ya?' By Notorious B.I.G. I'm gonna try to write a TWD-related rap using Biggie's style. It's gonna be about Carver and I'm going to make it as menacing as possible. Let's see how it goes.
.
I cull the weak like Pol Pot in Cambodia
Step outta line, word is bond I'll fuckin' bury ya'
bitch slap your face if I think you need correction
Beat your ass to death and call it natural selection
Absolute power, I abuse it absolutely
Blow out your brains if your homies try to shoot me
I rule by decree and you really shouldn't test me
I've filled shallow graves with the fucks who tried to best me
.
Haha yeah been busy
I give that an A+