RPGs and Poetry about Nate. Mostly the poetry.
MOD EDIT: Thread split off from here.
Beep you. It all worked out and you got a matrix moment. I call the RPG a success. Although thanks for liking my poem. :3 |
It wasn't as good as The Highwayman.
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Posrep for you. |
What do you guys have against the RPGs?
EDIT: Well, I need the username change...let's hope he likes this. :P OH, Nate! He's great! The mod of fate! Whom I (annoyed face) don't hate. It is his trait, that he is great. Hooray for Nate! |
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The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding— Riding—riding— The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door. OH, Nate! He's great! The mod of fate! Whom I (annoyed face) don't hate. It is his trait, that he is great. Hooray for Nate! He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin; They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh! And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, His pistol butts a-twinkle, His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky. You see. It doesn't work. |
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Would you please not be creative outside of the Fan Corner and Non-Oddworld Art & Literature forums? It's off-topic.
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This is to get my username change. And that is on subject.
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FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU |
do you rp? hahahahaha
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EDIT: actually, i totally misinterpreted the previous post.
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His hair was black and curlish
His smile deep and sheepish If he had his way, every single day AiN's laughter would ring out girlish He watches over all of us His eye misses not a single muss He inspects everyone, to keep it all in good fun And will not tolerate a fuss Who is this saint, you ask? Can you not see behind the mask? He is our lord, on this glorious board It's Nate who takes us to task How's that? |
He ties his awesome boots of justice
And loads his awesome justice gun He would be fucking brilliant If he didn't take it up the Bump up rep count Bump a post count down If I saw his penis I bet it would be Brownies have chocolate OWF have Nate Don't make him mad Or spam too bad Or infractions be your fate ANTI-SEXUAL |
Despite this all I haven't got my name change...
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Maybe because your supposed to ask nicely through PM?
Given your *ahem* history maybe you should get on your hands and knees and weep :p. |
Please...PWEASE!?
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More of a song here, really.
Nate Like a gate To irreversible trauma He shits-on-you with a flair of drama Nate It's only fate That he eats your fingers, Has digitty poop, it always lingers Nate He's full of hate and tries to aggregate but wait that's bait to drive the poem into a lake like me, handling a rake that Nate demands in an oh-ri-fice... And now you order a cease and dee-cyst My mistake it was steak that rhyme was not sublime and now he glares at my superior hair this topic, I turn it on its rear because now the thread is about Kastere |
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This kind of post is why you annoy people, you might as well just type "SPAM". |
We were all 12 once... I remember being kinda like MM back then. Good thing I wasn't on this forum back then, you guys would've raped my innocence
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it is Mars, not MM. please do not make this sacrilegious mistake ever again during your time here. thank you.
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When I was 12 the internet was not yet used by the public.
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There once was an Admin* called Nate
Who had made a member his date But the bloke had no decorum Of using a forum And now he's not even his mate Yes, that was not very good, but I couldn't pass up the oppurtunity to a) Use the word 'decorum' in a poem and b) Rhyme it with 'forum'. *Not strictly accurate but hey, it had two syllables. |