01-17-2018, 03:46 PM | #1 |
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[CHAMP MATCH: WEEK VI] Diablo vs Symetrik[DIABLO WINS]
Season 8 Verses are due MONDAY at 11:59 EST Voting ends WEDNESDAY at 9:00 EST Verses may not exceed 48 lines or 650 words Voting on 3 battles is required. Topic: http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=126253 @Diablo vs @symetrik Goodluck! Last edited by Inno; 01-25-2018 at 07:08 PM. |
01-17-2018, 03:49 PM | #2 |
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HATE VOTING AGAINST ME CANT SAVE YOU THIS WEEK PUSSY
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01-17-2018, 07:41 PM | #3 |
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01-19-2018, 02:59 PM | #4 |
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I stand on my own, seldom and steeled, overshadowed by nobody else in my field. It never appealed to me to do like the others as by the strength of my will, I knew that I'd flourish! I grew in abundance, and picked up the pace, shooting on upwards while my elders withered and waned. Each winter would claim another or more I used to think of as great oaks and study their form! I looked up to them all as a prodigal seed - the summits they soared were where I wanted to be. The problem for me was having to show composure when the tops of the trees always got the most exposure. Your growth is overlooked by thickets and tree shrubs so I chose to go and put some clear distance between us. Here I was given the freedom to be what I was bound one particular season when they all experienced a drought. While their leaves were turning brown, I was beginning to climb, appearing unannounced to match their dizzying heights! I quickly acclimatised before blooming here with patience not limited by the other roots my peers had taken. In truth, the years had aged them, as the frost had chipped away and now fewer leaves were taking form upon their fickle frames. The wanton winds of change whistled, a nod to nights ahead, when it would no longer sing their names but songs of mine instead. I prolonged my rightful tenure of at least on their par but would want to strive for better, as I reached for the stars! See, even as far as I may have come, the focus in me - means you'll never see me regard my own growth as complete. I'll go on competing so long as the sun is shining down and won't be defeated for as long as time allows! I'll become a giant, towering, oak defining this as my age like the strong and mighty powerhouses I'd think of as greats. You thickets all take the same path, slowing your growth, while only the big and the brave choose to go it alone. I'd chosen my own trajectory until that summit was reached rather than going unnoticed, unable to see the wood for the trees. I could have proceeded to copy their old fundamentals, but then I wouldn't have realised my own full potential! I couldn't settle for less than my apogee though - I had to do something special with the talents I'd honed. Now here I stand on my own, seldom and steeled, over shadowed by nobody else in my field. - The Champion Last edited by Diablo; 01-22-2018 at 11:24 AM. |
01-22-2018, 10:45 PM | #5 |
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Toe Bean Tommy and the Mean Rat I don't think they knew - but Marbug is still a thing. A virulent virus enough to vivisect an economy, or kill a king. I was filled in (on that matter) moments after the discharge of afterbirth, told that I was the last whiskered guard of a shattering Earth. like... that's a lot to just dump on a kitty whose mum is still licking the gunk from his fur. it took ten tests 'til I was totally trained and proclaimed to be ready, at long last, I could hunt for the beast I've been secretly dreading. I was sneaky and slow, frequently checking the trail of cheese that would lead to Rodentian nose, or, at very least, a castle and moat, where a gate (made aware of a wary approach), would defensibly close. I wiggled my toes. I had set a blockade on my first day! but a siege could take weeks - the fire would fade, and then turn grey. I shoulda gave chase through the dangers of fibreglass. through wires and trash, or fly gut byways where spidermen pass. a silly mistake... but hey! I did good and it's time to relax. mad-dogged the sun 'til it locks spot for a nine hour nap. ... three years later, I woke up with the same goal. fifty-eight kills, three missed and the fame's old. shame. cold. two months ago when my mum got bit. sick after six weeks, then dead in ten days and left in a roadside ditch. rabie's a bitch. I guess I got lazy and angry at life. I wasn't just hunting them... I was trapping then torturing mice. but short story shorter, I bordered on crazy for maybe a year, 'til we fostered a kitten, who insisted she could play with my ears, she would tickle my nose with her tongue while I basically sneered, when she wanted to know if I'd help with her hunt, I was blatantly clear: there's small mice, a quick catch, and worse things, like mean rats, and bad acts stacked behind a cat's mask that you haven't seen past. so listen close, little queen. I couldn't dream of letting you hunt to get hurt. and if you even SEE a mouse, you get out and run to me first... I've seen worse... (I still killed the occasional mouse - like, sometimes they slipped through the walls, and into the house.) thought it a scratch 'til I started to foam. damn. did I teach her enough?... all that I know. she'll be the knight of the home. I don't want to die on my own... Last edited by symetrik; 01-22-2018 at 10:46 PM. Reason: > an nine... reeeeee |
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01-25-2018, 01:41 AM | #8 |
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I felt like Diablos was structured cleaner and overal displayed a sort of more discriptive affect than Symertiks. Diablo’s was very creative in the fact he shaped it as a tree. It was really outside of the box. Both has fine imagery and fine articulation. Symerick’s verse got very interesting towards the middle for me and he never slowed down while Diablos was simply consistent as someone already mentioned. Beautiful pieces from both but I have to give it Diablo. Dope work.
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01-25-2018, 05:15 PM | #9 |
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Diablo - Yo this was dope as hell, well I mean I’ve only read like 3 topical in my entire life, both from dead man, so I’m not too experienced but this shit was nice. You definitely should try your hand at text bsttling. I think you’d make some noise for sure. Anyways, you had a nice rhythmic flow in this verse and the multi usage was definitely on point. Everything was crisp and some good imagery was presented. 9.7/10
symmetrik - This shit was nice too bro, you definitely nailed your topic and got your point across. Everything flowed nice and I enjoyed the read! The only thing I can honestly say is I felt cheated towards the end, as if you began to rush a bit to finish. Overall this was great but not stellar. 9.1/10 Such a close battle but I’m going with Diablo |
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