Week 15: patrown (2-3) vs. Bladed Thesis (2-0) \\ Bladed Thesis wins 4-3

Bladed Thesis · 06-07-2014, 12:42 AM

5. All of the water on Earth has turned black.

The Dark Waters of Life

When the gods come...
Hot off the presses, Thursday's gazette: IT'S WAR!
Centuries earlier, with their devious alien tech galore
Plans to infect our shores with engineered deadly spores
Their own water source gone, their starships then set a course
So they arrived...
Floating in a thousand mobilized cities flew oblique
As the sunrise above died so quickly and dawn ceased
Glass seascapes turned frozen obsidian concrete
Activists and pacifists with arms lifted to talk peace
So descended a single cylinder...
Crowds went silent of course and the vibe was remorse
Eyes to the horde, these visitors arrived with such force
Flying in swords, humanity wondered what kind of plight was aboard
From the sky came our lord, their own type of Titan of sorts
Their mightiest with a mind for the gore, violence enforced
Appearing to land, the skysword beamed lights to the shore
Striking the floor, it caused a crater right where it roared
Engines humming vibrant to the core as if it was enlightened by torch
Smoke streamed from the exits, lasers bright beamed from a crevice
A door dropped, crowd's implores stopped and people screamed for the medics
Dooring laying on the bleeding and headless, their grieving went senseless
As they pleaded for vengeance, humanity's leaders greeted this menace
Here he is...
The Supreme Overlord, clothed in robes of iced linen
While on either side of the throne were clones of white women
As he smiled, his eyes glowed with molten bright venom
Contrasted against the backdrop ocean cold and night setting
Below his throne were fasting kids, bare back and thin
Air basked with grim, choirs gasped prayers, chants and hymns
He arises from his throne...
In his hand, a benevolent trident glowed while smoking
While the sky fills with spores that began to corrode the oceans
His face showed no emotion, strutting of a decadent twitch
A warrior with veteran tricks just hoping the peasants resist
It only gets better than this...
Leaving his benevolent mist, hand rises, clenched in a fist
His eyes on some devilish shit as scientists step from his midst
They descend from his ship as the Overlord tenses his grip
Every gorgeous woman is centered, collected and stripped
The Overlord speaks and the crowd gets the sense something's amiss
"Respecting my wish is of utmost importance so best get it quick.
Testing my wits will only bring destruction. Fear me then.
If resistance occurs, I will push your planet into the clear abyss.
We ask worship, water and women for as long as your sphere exists.
We offer technology to help you settle your frontiers and live."
They then disappeared in ships, returning every fifty years for gifts
A deal part severe and sick, leaving us plans to construct the pyramids

06-07-2014, 12:42 AM	#2
Bladed Thesis ExSol Meets HolyIsh Join Date: Apr 2014 Location: IRL Posts: 148 Battle Record: 4-2 Rep Power: 2127063	5. All of the water on Earth has turned black. The Dark Waters of Life When the gods come... Hot off the presses, Thursday's gazette: IT'S WAR! Centuries earlier, with their devious alien tech galore Plans to infect our shores with engineered deadly spores Their own water source gone, their starships then set a course So they arrived... Floating in a thousand mobilized cities flew oblique As the sunrise above died so quickly and dawn ceased Glass seascapes turned frozen obsidian concrete Activists and pacifists with arms lifted to talk peace So descended a single cylinder... Crowds went silent of course and the vibe was remorse Eyes to the horde, these visitors arrived with such force Flying in swords, humanity wondered what kind of plight was aboard From the sky came our lord, their own type of Titan of sorts Their mightiest with a mind for the gore, violence enforced Appearing to land, the skysword beamed lights to the shore Striking the floor, it caused a crater right where it roared Engines humming vibrant to the core as if it was enlightened by torch Smoke streamed from the exits, lasers bright beamed from a crevice A door dropped, crowd's implores stopped and people screamed for the medics Dooring laying on the bleeding and headless, their grieving went senseless As they pleaded for vengeance, humanity's leaders greeted this menace Here he is... The Supreme Overlord, clothed in robes of iced linen While on either side of the throne were clones of white women As he smiled, his eyes glowed with molten bright venom Contrasted against the backdrop ocean cold and night setting Below his throne were fasting kids, bare back and thin Air basked with grim, choirs gasped prayers, chants and hymns He arises from his throne... In his hand, a benevolent trident glowed while smoking While the sky fills with spores that began to corrode the oceans His face showed no emotion, strutting of a decadent twitch A warrior with veteran tricks just hoping the peasants resist It only gets better than this... Leaving his benevolent mist, hand rises, clenched in a fist His eyes on some devilish shit as scientists step from his midst They descend from his ship as the Overlord tenses his grip Every gorgeous woman is centered, collected and stripped The Overlord speaks and the crowd gets the sense something's amiss "Respecting my wish is of utmost importance so best get it quick. Testing my wits will only bring destruction. Fear me then. If resistance occurs, I will push your planet into the clear abyss. We ask worship, water and women for as long as your sphere exists. We offer technology to help you settle your frontiers and live." They then disappeared in ships, returning every fifty years for gifts A deal part severe and sick, leaving us plans to construct the pyramids __________________ mere morals fall again, mere mortals stall my blades? ive gone everywhere 'n everywhere gone gotten Hall of Fame