Castlereagh Posted December 22, 2010 Report Share Posted December 22, 2010 Oh the atmosphere here is spiteful, and a ride home sounds delightful, But I've no Guild scrip to go. Malifaux! Malifaux! Malifaux! Oh the coroner's hair needs cropping, And his coat, with blood is sopping, His crony stoops way down low. Malifaux! Malifaux! Malifaux! When it finally hits midnight, There's this little boy looking forlorn. So I ask him if he's alright, OH SWEET GOD HE'S NEVERBORN! With mechanical spiders spying, and a hollow marsh that's drying, I'm sure Ramos is in the know. Malifaux! Malifaux! Malifaux! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sliver Chocobo Posted December 22, 2010 Report Share Posted December 22, 2010 Epic, i love it:) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nathan Caroland Posted December 22, 2010 Report Share Posted December 22, 2010 well done! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gru6y Posted December 23, 2010 Report Share Posted December 23, 2010 That was a good entry! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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