Week 5: Artifice vs. Breathless (ARTIFICE WINS BY NOSHOW)

asylum · 03-31-2016, 03:56 AM

Season 6

Verses are due SUNDAY 4/3 11:59 PST

Voting ends TUESDAY 4/5 11:59 PST

Verses May Not Exceed 48 Lines

Voting on four battles is required. If you win and don't vote the requirement you will receive a loss instead. If you lose and don't vote the requirement, you will receive a one-week suspension. Please post links to your four votes in the voting thread.

Topic:

Good luck to both participants. @Artifice (1-1) @breathless (1-1)

Artifice · 04-04-2016, 07:05 AM

in the distance i scour my past as shadows shower its path
slowly comin' to grips with sins committed in my hour of wrath
& as i head home, a little more empty each day gets
when u walk the exact same tracks trying not to retrace steps

starts with the murder of a woman so precious
perpetrated by a perverted saloon proprietor high on opium & reckless
a gentle temptress, how sad I am that she's vanished now
& how mad that he got off scott free n' promptly abandoned town
decided there & then i'll hunt him to the ends of the earth
tracked him to the train station, he's makin' his way westward for sure
but i can't afford to board the train, as he goes inside it
so i got on my horse, plotted a course and rode along beside it

atop mountainous regions my feet are calloused & bleedin'
had to abandon my steed... too much of a challenge to feed him
failed to remain on track, walkin' on rubble & rock
tracks attract train robbers, too many problems, troublesome spots
so i reconnect with the rails just outside the next town
it's time to find this rotten scoundrel & get my revenge now
checking the streets in the blistering heat at high noon
immediately find the guy i'm tryin' to steppin' outside a saloon

what happened next is a fog, odd that it burns one's throat
as soon as somebody yelled draw, it all turned to gunsmoke
saw the face i'm chasin' blown to bits, thru & thru, deceased
by at least six shooters... with each of them holdin' two apiece
unholster my rage, lead to the grave as the chamber revolves
stayin' alive's a problem my enemy's enemies ain't able to solve
killin' 'em all, bloodlust boiled from denyin' my vengeance
after that, it's right back to the straight and narrow i'm headed

in the distance i scour my past as shadows shower its path
slowly comin' to grips with sins committed in my hour of wrath
& as i head home, a little more empty each day gets
when u walk the exact same tracks trying not to retrace steps

03-31-2016, 03:56 AM	#1
asylum Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2014 Posts: 993 Battle Record: 7-5 Rep Power: 8214208	Week 5: Artifice vs. Breathless (ARTIFICE WINS BY NOSHOW) Season 6 Verses are due SUNDAY 4/3 11:59 PST Voting ends TUESDAY 4/5 11:59 PST Verses May Not Exceed 48 Lines Voting on four battles is required. If you win and don't vote the requirement you will receive a loss instead. If you lose and don't vote the requirement, you will receive a one-week suspension. Please post links to your four votes in the voting thread. Topic: Good luck to both participants. @Artifice (1-1) @breathless (1-1) Last edited by asylum; 04-05-2016 at 03:27 AM.

04-04-2016, 07:05 AM	#2
Artifice Senior Member Join Date: Mar 2016 Posts: 269 Battle Record: 17-9 Champed - Art Of Writing League - GWL Picture Challenge Rep Power: 3944946	in the distance i scour my past as shadows shower its path slowly comin' to grips with sins committed in my hour of wrath & as i head home, a little more empty each day gets when u walk the exact same tracks trying not to retrace steps starts with the murder of a woman so precious perpetrated by a perverted saloon proprietor high on opium & reckless a gentle temptress, how sad I am that she's vanished now & how mad that he got off scott free n' promptly abandoned town decided there & then i'll hunt him to the ends of the earth tracked him to the train station, he's makin' his way westward for sure but i can't afford to board the train, as he goes inside it so i got on my horse, plotted a course and rode along beside it atop mountainous regions my feet are calloused & bleedin' had to abandon my steed... too much of a challenge to feed him failed to remain on track, walkin' on rubble & rock tracks attract train robbers, too many problems, troublesome spots so i reconnect with the rails just outside the next town it's time to find this rotten scoundrel & get my revenge now checking the streets in the blistering heat at high noon immediately find the guy i'm tryin' to steppin' outside a saloon what happened next is a fog, odd that it burns one's throat as soon as somebody yelled draw, it all turned to gunsmoke saw the face i'm chasin' blown to bits, thru & thru, deceased by at least six shooters... with each of them holdin' two apiece unholster my rage, lead to the grave as the chamber revolves stayin' alive's a problem my enemy's enemies ain't able to solve killin' 'em all, bloodlust boiled from denyin' my vengeance after that, it's right back to the straight and narrow i'm headed in the distance i scour my past as shadows shower its path slowly comin' to grips with sins committed in my hour of wrath & as i head home, a little more empty each day gets when u walk the exact same tracks trying not to retrace steps