Week 1: Witty vs. Innovator \\ Innovator wins via no-show

Certain · 02-22-2014, 03:15 PM

Season 3

The Basics | Read the full rules here.

Verses are due Thursday at 11:59 p.m. PT.

Deadline extensions of 24 hours are available on request and cannot be denied.

Votes are due Sunday at 11:59 p.m. PT.

Verses may not exceed 48 lines (or 650 words if formatted in a paragraph style) unless agreed upon by the opponent.

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

Topic

"City of Glass"

Good luck, @Witty and @Innovator.

Inno · 02-22-2014, 05:50 PM

fuck a fox niyyaah

Witty · 02-22-2014, 05:55 PM

You will live to regret those words my old friend.

Let's do battle.

Inno · 02-27-2014, 06:35 PM

@Witty let me get that stretch armstrong cuz

Inno · 03-01-2014, 12:41 AM

City of glass

She…offered her bones
from a city where the cobble stones would sweat coppertone.
A misfit in the cities thread but a good fit nonetheless
a lover of jazz and a self proclaimed socialist, always pissed
always wished, she was a dreamer an escapist with great tits.
She would chase excitement like a Christian desperately
Seeking enlightenment. She was innocent despite this
an every night she’d kiss the skies on flightless wings.
Her iris…full of nightmares. Her dreams nightless things.

Shes lost in the reflection of the puddles she jumps
Chasing bridges in knee high tides
Drifting along the windows like a moving mannequin
Sifting through the glass seeking truth in the contrast
She was adamant. Finding herself between each rocks
Misplacement, at last.

02-22-2014, 03:15 PM	#1
Certain Mad fucking dangerous. Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 12,072 Battle Record: 40-19 Champed - AOWL Season 3 - Art of Writing League (2x) Rep Power: 85899402	Week 1: Witty vs. Innovator \\ Innovator wins via no-show Season 3 The Basics \| Read the full rules here. Verses are due Thursday at 11:59 p.m. PT. Deadline extensions of 24 hours are available on request and cannot be denied. Votes are due Sunday at 11:59 p.m. PT. Verses may not exceed 48 lines (or 650 words if formatted in a paragraph style) unless agreed upon by the opponent. Voting on three battles is required. If you win and don't vote, you will receive a loss instead. If you lose and don't vote, you will receive a one-week suspension. Please post links to your three votes in this thread. Topic "City of Glass" Good luck, @Witty and @Innovator. __________________ I'm just swinging swords strictly based on keyboards, unbalanced like elephants and ants on seesaws.

02-22-2014, 05:55 PM	#3
Witty Lime Life Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 16,794 Battle Record: 30-41 Accomplishments - Only Slightly Retarded Champed - Lyric Olympics - Summer Classic Rep Power: 82986458	You will live to regret those words my old friend. Let's do battle. __________________ He listens to voices inside of his mind Explicit and poisonous violent crime.

02-22-2014, 05:50 PM	#2
Inno Ad mini tator Join Date: Feb 2013 Posts: 10,005 Battle Record: 26-54 Champed - Lime Green Poetry Association - Black August - 1-2 Punch League Rep Power: 85899400	fuck a fox niyyaah

02-27-2014, 06:35 PM	#4
Inno Ad mini tator Join Date: Feb 2013 Posts: 10,005 Battle Record: 26-54 Champed - Lime Green Poetry Association - Black August - 1-2 Punch League Rep Power: 85899400	@Witty let me get that stretch armstrong cuz

03-01-2014, 12:41 AM	#5
Inno Ad mini tator Join Date: Feb 2013 Posts: 10,005 Battle Record: 26-54 Champed - Lime Green Poetry Association - Black August - 1-2 Punch League Rep Power: 85899400	City of glass She…offered her bones from a city where the cobble stones would sweat coppertone. A misfit in the cities thread but a good fit nonetheless a lover of jazz and a self proclaimed socialist, always pissed always wished, she was a dreamer an escapist with great tits. She would chase excitement like a Christian desperately Seeking enlightenment. She was innocent despite this an every night she’d kiss the skies on flightless wings. Her iris…full of nightmares. Her dreams nightless things. Shes lost in the reflection of the puddles she jumps Chasing bridges in knee high tides Drifting along the windows like a moving mannequin Sifting through the glass seeking truth in the contrast She was adamant. Finding herself between each rocks Misplacement, at last.