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Oh boy... You know not the insanity thou hast wrought, OP.

 

Pandora

 

“The box,” the voices mention from within

The tempting beckoning from in my head

“The box,” they say, and though it’s filled with sin,

I feel the urgency, I feel the dread

 

“The box…” The voices continue to chant

“The box!” The spirits do proceed to shout

I cannot take the voices’ fervent rant

And so I peek inside. AND LET THEM OUT

 

The box held countless plagues upon mankind

The woes of centuries within its walls

And now the spirits leave the box behind

And misery shall echo through these halls

 

And so, with sorrow, Pandora does mope

Closing within the box one last plague – Hope.

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Hag Queen

The Oracle has told me what to do.

The prophecies have laid out where I stomp,

And now I’m on my way to somewhere new

To bask and revel, deep within the swamp.

 

I’ve lost control. The body I was born

With is without my willingness withal.

I fear that I have incurred some dark scorn

And Fate has transformed me into its thrall.

 

My mind is slipping, twisting to and fro,

Showing me no signs of a slow or stop.

And in this revelry in the bayou,

My brain is doomed to twist until I drop.

 

Through dolls placed miles away from where I roam

A hag controls those wrongly in her home.

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The Dreamer

A child wanders softly into town;

The boy is mild, timid, very meek.

He meets a crone, and asks her with a frown,

“My friends are lost, we’re playing Hide And Seek!

 

Could you please help me out?” He asks of her.

“Well sure!” she says. “Now where do those boys hide?”

“Well, they’re not just some boys, they never were.

And truth is, they’re my friends from deep inside.”

 

The nightmares re-emerge from in his head,

Devouring the poor crone, now deceased.

The other townsfolk see and fill with dread

And run home, unwilling to be the feast.

 

“But why should you be running?” Child screams

Then sighs. “They always run away in dreams.”

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The Ripper

 

To say the least, my ripping skills are fine
But raising, less-so ripping, is my call.
I kill a dame, make her rise, and consign
Her life-in-death away to be my thrall.

 

I ripped a brothel whole the other day;
The little parlor belles stood not a chance.
Even their mistress pimp has passed away –
And now I’ll call them all in undeath’s trance.

 

While I decide to burgle from a bank,
They lure the guards away with lifeless charm.
These guards, they to their almighty gods thank
Until they see the dead, who do them harm.

We leave, with hide and hair mostly intact,
A bank which has been thoroughly ransacked.

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And one more for the road.

 

Crazy Father

 

They call me mad, a monster, or insane
The dynamite I throw litters this room
And though en mi cabeza, in my brain
I do envision every one to boom,

 

Those sticks ain’t lit, no muy bien , not too good
Mis
llamas están en otra parte
Elsewhere are my lightsticks of Flint and Wood
So sadly I can’t light, to my dismay.
 

And thus I need a means to light them all
I need a way, tengo que escapar.
My family needs me, I need not to fall
I need a way, tengo que explotar.

 

The guards that passed have dropped a match and so
L
levaré a todos al infierno.

 

~Lil Kalki

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Oh stranger, for listen to my tale

To me, who once possessed great fame,

but who has now lost in his shame

 

Ah, me! How hard is such a thing to say

On such a dark and dampy way

But once I was a King! Beloved by all

Oh, how deep did I fall

 

So bitter it is, the forgone taste of glory

Now it exists only in dreams and story

Dethroned by those I would call my friend

Only bitter tears lie in the end.

 

 

 

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You can find a Guild crew box in your LGS?  They are so popular you can never find them!!

 

My LGS has them all bar Justice.. that's gotta say something surely? Well I'm going to put it down to excellent stock management. One goes out, one comes in shortly after! I'm still waiting on my Desolation Engine though!  :angry: I WANT MY PLASTIC CRACK!

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Oh stranger, for listen to my tale

To me, who once possessed great fame,

but who has now lost in his shame

Ah, me! How hard is such a thing to say

On such a dark and dampy way

But once I was a King! Beloved by all

Oh, how deep did I fall

So bitter it is, the forgone taste of glory

Now it exists only in dreams and story

Dethroned by those I would call my friend

Only bitter tears lie in the end.

The King is back!

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B-but... today is my birthday!

 

Really? Congratulations!

 

Also, we are celebrating ourselves in this thread. You haven't really been dethroned, we just wanted to motivate PraetorDragoon. He is at his best when he thinks he is the best. ;)

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