Bladed - Night of the Long Knives

Bladed Thesis · 04-07-2014, 07:09 PM

you see me...
blast through the window,
Bladed's mastery practically has to be tenfold
grown since the last of these minnows
saw my artform or read of my grapple mementos.
in the past, I trampled brash cats who I Rick Rolled,
after I had gone to RW's to shatter the cesspool
and that's when I went home to bask in the redzone.
a dastardly temple with a lass in my pimp hold,
the bastard half-assed pupil of the blacketh disciple
returning to the crater from whence he came, cracked black in the mental.
discovered the dark arts of a magic crescendo
in the tomb of Gandolf the Grey, within a tome teaching dragon-speech Kendo
written using with ink of battery crystals
Zerg to the core as the hatchery explodes,
you better blast or flee, kinfolk, my strategy is so
that if any of these kids reach the faggotry threshold
I'm putting him sixfeet deep and snatching his widow.
ha, the baffling bimbo...
anybody giving flattery gets no backup so if you're mad at me get blown.
takeover topicals? It can't be this simple
and if so guess that'd be my next goal:
push you off your pinnacle and tragedy unfolds as gravity gets close!
if it is that easy, guess it's back to the classic Nintendo!

and now the hurt begins...
in the game of colors, I found the perfect tint
and you're completely stable in your grounded worry, kid.
those aren't gat blasts, that's the sounds of turbulence
echoing across skyscrapers towering over crowds of herded men.
erupting thunder JUMPS and rain pounds the worlds again
as Bladed grasps his pen, HE found the words within,
hailstorm above among clouds of fervent sin.
harvest time and in the battlefields we plough the murdered men,
ratchet drawn and showered earth with lead.
and so the cowards learned the end...
the Night of the Long Knives and a Thousand Shurikens!

04-07-2014, 07:09 PM	#1
Bladed Thesis ExSol Meets HolyIsh Join Date: Apr 2014 Location: IRL Posts: 148 Battle Record: 4-2 Rep Power: 2127062	Bladed - Night of the Long Knives you see me... blast through the window, Bladed's mastery practically has to be tenfold grown since the last of these minnows saw my artform or read of my grapple mementos. in the past, I trampled brash cats who I Rick Rolled, after I had gone to RW's to shatter the cesspool and that's when I went home to bask in the redzone. a dastardly temple with a lass in my pimp hold, the bastard half-assed pupil of the blacketh disciple returning to the crater from whence he came, cracked black in the mental. discovered the dark arts of a magic crescendo in the tomb of Gandolf the Grey, within a tome teaching dragon-speech Kendo written using with ink of battery crystals Zerg to the core as the hatchery explodes, you better blast or flee, kinfolk, my strategy is so that if any of these kids reach the faggotry threshold I'm putting him sixfeet deep and snatching his widow. ha, the baffling bimbo... anybody giving flattery gets no backup so if you're mad at me get blown. takeover topicals? It can't be this simple and if so guess that'd be my next goal: push you off your pinnacle and tragedy unfolds as gravity gets close! if it is that easy, guess it's back to the classic Nintendo! and now the hurt begins... in the game of colors, I found the perfect tint and you're completely stable in your grounded worry, kid. those aren't gat blasts, that's the sounds of turbulence echoing across skyscrapers towering over crowds of herded men. erupting thunder JUMPS and rain pounds the worlds again as Bladed grasps his pen, HE found the words within, hailstorm above among clouds of fervent sin. harvest time and in the battlefields we plough the murdered men, ratchet drawn and showered earth with lead. and so the cowards learned the end... the Night of the Long Knives and a Thousand Shurikens!