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In the bitter rigid streets
Of A metropolis, I never knew
I awoke,
Anonymous of whom I am
My orifice moved
The residents did not respond
Whispers approached my ears
Like a phantom
I turned, sharply
Three men, I saw
Hosting firearms as large as my ego
They knew me,
I clicked.
My hand reached for my pocket
Almost automatically
I knew they were to depart this life
Loaded up the projectile
Bang, the first stalls to the floor
Bang, the second rolls onto the pavement,
Clutching his stomach
I started to load another round…
I landed on the hard urban street,
The sound of screaming vehicles,
The laughing of citizens in the alcohol joint,
The newspaper swept across my blank face.
I left this urban metropolis…
A small tumour-like organism,
Fed upon my reverse
Assault rifle, sitting comfortably in my hand
Shot after shot missed
I looked forward…
Numerous beings of the same variety,
Another race battling additionally
I watched on as I filled the mortals with cold lead,
Each fell to the floor, screaming
The personalisation of each scream,
Made me anticipate the next
Hell- bent I continued to destroy
The enclosed purple hallways, spun
I forgot about the cretin on my shoulder
I fell to the soft ground, the last of our kind
Plasma flung transversely across the scope, in celebration
This world I left, in ruins
I emerged once more,
My instincts told me
I needed to survive
Yet, I saw nothing, my eyes were becoming wary
I twisted round, quickly,
Paranoia alarms in my cranium, were loud
I spun round on the attack, nonentity
Just a huge room, portals, blood on the damaged, solid ground…
Blood?
A large man stood facing me,
His manifestation was cold
And his stare was freezing
I couldn’t move away, his eyes were transfixed.
Blood poured from my wounded mouth
My leg, felt somewhat loose
I slipped into a mild daydream
Awoken by a kick to my kidneys
His hand penetrated my side
My skeleton prevailed in his elongated arms
The leftovers fell onto the hard concrete,
Once more, I leave this world of destruction, this murderous, obscene location.
I had been living these lives for well over 3 hours now, yet I was still bemused of my purpose.
I looked at the time,
I thought it was 10:10, time for respite
I rechecked the deceitful timepiece
9:13?
Morning was upon me,
I laid down the controller,
From a night of gaming supremacy
These worlds I visit for amusement, yet, escaping, is where I fail...
Cheers
Of A metropolis, I never knew
I awoke,
Anonymous of whom I am
My orifice moved
The residents did not respond
Whispers approached my ears
Like a phantom
I turned, sharply
Three men, I saw
Hosting firearms as large as my ego
They knew me,
I clicked.
My hand reached for my pocket
Almost automatically
I knew they were to depart this life
Loaded up the projectile
Bang, the first stalls to the floor
Bang, the second rolls onto the pavement,
Clutching his stomach
I started to load another round…
I landed on the hard urban street,
The sound of screaming vehicles,
The laughing of citizens in the alcohol joint,
The newspaper swept across my blank face.
I left this urban metropolis…
A small tumour-like organism,
Fed upon my reverse
Assault rifle, sitting comfortably in my hand
Shot after shot missed
I looked forward…
Numerous beings of the same variety,
Another race battling additionally
I watched on as I filled the mortals with cold lead,
Each fell to the floor, screaming
The personalisation of each scream,
Made me anticipate the next
Hell- bent I continued to destroy
The enclosed purple hallways, spun
I forgot about the cretin on my shoulder
I fell to the soft ground, the last of our kind
Plasma flung transversely across the scope, in celebration
This world I left, in ruins
I emerged once more,
My instincts told me
I needed to survive
Yet, I saw nothing, my eyes were becoming wary
I twisted round, quickly,
Paranoia alarms in my cranium, were loud
I spun round on the attack, nonentity
Just a huge room, portals, blood on the damaged, solid ground…
Blood?
A large man stood facing me,
His manifestation was cold
And his stare was freezing
I couldn’t move away, his eyes were transfixed.
Blood poured from my wounded mouth
My leg, felt somewhat loose
I slipped into a mild daydream
Awoken by a kick to my kidneys
His hand penetrated my side
My skeleton prevailed in his elongated arms
The leftovers fell onto the hard concrete,
Once more, I leave this world of destruction, this murderous, obscene location.
I had been living these lives for well over 3 hours now, yet I was still bemused of my purpose.
I looked at the time,
I thought it was 10:10, time for respite
I rechecked the deceitful timepiece
9:13?
Morning was upon me,
I laid down the controller,
From a night of gaming supremacy
These worlds I visit for amusement, yet, escaping, is where I fail...
Cheers
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In the bitter rigid streets
Of A metropolis, I never knew
I awoke,
Anonymous of whom I am
My orifice moved
The residents did not respond
Whispers approached my ears
Like a phantom
I turned, sharply
Three men, I saw
Hosting firearms as large as my ego
They knew me,
I clicked.
My hand reached for my pocket
Almost automatically
I knew they were to depart this life
Loaded up the projectile
Bang, the first stalls to the floor
Bang, the second rolls onto the pavement,
Clutching his stomach
I started to load another round…
I landed on the hard urban street,
The sound of screaming vehicles,
The laughing of citizens in the alcohol joint,
The newspaper swept across my blank face.
I left this urban metropolis…
A small tumour-like organism,
Fed upon my reverse
Assault rifle, sitting comfortably in my hand
Shot after shot missed
I looked forward…
Numerous beings of the same variety,
Another race battling additionally
I watched on as I filled the mortals with cold lead,
Each fell to the floor, screaming
The personalisation of each scream,
Made me anticipate the next
Hell- bent I continued to destroy
The enclosed purple hallways, spun
I forgot about the cretin on my shoulder
I fell to the soft ground, the last of our kind
Plasma flung transversely across the scope, in celebration
This world I left, in ruins
I emerged once more,
My instincts told me
I needed to survive
Yet, I saw nothing, my eyes were becoming wary
I twisted round, quickly,
Paranoia alarms in my cranium, were loud
I spun round on the attack, nonentity
Just a huge room, portals, blood on the damaged, solid ground…
Blood?
A large man stood facing me,
His manifestation was cold
And his stare was freezing
I couldn’t move away, his eyes were transfixed.
Blood poured from my wounded mouth
My leg, felt somewhat loose
I slipped into a mild daydream
Awoken by a kick to my kidneys
His hand penetrated my side
My skeleton prevailed in his elongated arms
The leftovers fell onto the hard concrete,
Once more, I leave this world of destruction, this murderous, obscene location.
I had been living these lives for well over 3 hours now, yet I was still bemused of my purpose.
I looked at the time,
I thought it was 10:10, time for respite
I rechecked the deceitful timepiece
9:13?
Morning was upon me,
I laid down the controller,
From a night of gaming supremacy
These worlds I visit for amusement, yet, escaping, is where I fail...
Cheers
Of A metropolis, I never knew
I awoke,
Anonymous of whom I am
My orifice moved
The residents did not respond
Whispers approached my ears
Like a phantom
I turned, sharply
Three men, I saw
Hosting firearms as large as my ego
They knew me,
I clicked.
My hand reached for my pocket
Almost automatically
I knew they were to depart this life
Loaded up the projectile
Bang, the first stalls to the floor
Bang, the second rolls onto the pavement,
Clutching his stomach
I started to load another round…
I landed on the hard urban street,
The sound of screaming vehicles,
The laughing of citizens in the alcohol joint,
The newspaper swept across my blank face.
I left this urban metropolis…
A small tumour-like organism,
Fed upon my reverse
Assault rifle, sitting comfortably in my hand
Shot after shot missed
I looked forward…
Numerous beings of the same variety,
Another race battling additionally
I watched on as I filled the mortals with cold lead,
Each fell to the floor, screaming
The personalisation of each scream,
Made me anticipate the next
Hell- bent I continued to destroy
The enclosed purple hallways, spun
I forgot about the cretin on my shoulder
I fell to the soft ground, the last of our kind
Plasma flung transversely across the scope, in celebration
This world I left, in ruins
I emerged once more,
My instincts told me
I needed to survive
Yet, I saw nothing, my eyes were becoming wary
I twisted round, quickly,
Paranoia alarms in my cranium, were loud
I spun round on the attack, nonentity
Just a huge room, portals, blood on the damaged, solid ground…
Blood?
A large man stood facing me,
His manifestation was cold
And his stare was freezing
I couldn’t move away, his eyes were transfixed.
Blood poured from my wounded mouth
My leg, felt somewhat loose
I slipped into a mild daydream
Awoken by a kick to my kidneys
His hand penetrated my side
My skeleton prevailed in his elongated arms
The leftovers fell onto the hard concrete,
Once more, I leave this world of destruction, this murderous, obscene location.
I had been living these lives for well over 3 hours now, yet I was still bemused of my purpose.
I looked at the time,
I thought it was 10:10, time for respite
I rechecked the deceitful timepiece
9:13?
Morning was upon me,
I laid down the controller,
From a night of gaming supremacy
These worlds I visit for amusement, yet, escaping, is where I fail...
Cheers
Very good piece of Descriptive poetry lots of + points.... However what on earth do you mean by
>my orifice moved
>the residents did not respond
I swear that is an innuendo in its highest most blatant form....
otherwise, nothing wrong... infact... good
>my orifice moved
>the residents did not respond
I swear that is an innuendo in its highest most blatant form....
otherwise, nothing wrong... infact... good
I was trying to get across that I was trying to speak (moving my orifice), but no one could understand (the residents didnt respond), but I may have done it a little too subliminarily (?Word?) sorry for any confusion
dont worry lol, it just provided the juvenil side of my mind with a short burst of amusement, other wise atmospheric and yes.... very subliminal if not even prophetic of the future of 3d gaming....
maybe not....
my twisted mind has no rest...
maybe not....
my twisted mind has no rest...
I think your bordering on the murderous obssesive type. :)
You do seem to like your killing, but that was very well written, and obviously your games are an influence to you, maybe you should take a break from them for a few minutes or something.
:)
You do seem to like your killing, but that was very well written, and obviously your games are an influence to you, maybe you should take a break from them for a few minutes or something.
:)
Lou Role wrote:
> maybe you should take a
> break from them for a few minutes or something.
Sfones status is set to : be right back, playing games
> maybe you should take a
> break from them for a few minutes or something.
Sfones status is set to : be right back, playing games
I'm getting quite worried for you Sfone.
Just chill out a while, stop trying to kill people.
Just chill out a while, stop trying to kill people.
Sorry
*holsters 5 foot samurai sword*
*continues to the local primary school*
AAAAhh it's all in my head...
*holsters 5 foot samurai sword*
*continues to the local primary school*
AAAAhh it's all in my head...
Seriously. Lie down.
Anywho, did you read my RPC post, as you were the one I was up against.
It only seems fair.
And no-one else is.
Well, 2 people, and they both said it was very good.
A-ha.
Anywho, did you read my RPC post, as you were the one I was up against.
It only seems fair.
And no-one else is.
Well, 2 people, and they both said it was very good.
A-ha.
I did mate, and a very good job you did too, my post is inferior - why did i try, i will just go and reply in it, just to keep it in view.
*kills something*
*kills something*
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