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Ode to the Lost Golem
05-24-2004, 12:59 AM
Post: #41
Ode to the Lost Golem
Goofy mood tonight...

Once there was an endless quest,
An epic hero's plight.
Save the child, kill the rest:
A neverending fight.

The mood was dark, the task was grim,
Diablo set the tone.
In tun, the hero killing him
Inherits evil's throne.

And so our story grew in scope,
A black twist to our tale.
New heroes rise with just one hope:
Slay old hero and Baal.

The heroes won, but a new war
Between the storm gods raged
Should Diablo walk once more
Or be forever caged?

A battle waged with ice and snow
With terror and with pain.
The aftermath on shores below
Like wake of hurricane.

So now the condor's lost its meat
And circles its own grave.
The flagship sails without its fleet
To find another wave.

Tristram's heroes all are gone
To war against the Horde.
And yet the riddles linger on
Concerning the Dark Lord.

Since Blizz will collect monthly fees
From their new market spot,
Our hope to see Diablo 3's
As grim as the game's plot.
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07-03-2004, 10:08 AM
Post: #42
Ode to the Lost Golem
The Torn Flesh of Souls
So much leathery goodness
Infinite Prowess

T.F.O.S. Rules
We all know it to be true
You can't deny it

Torn is the Flesh
Created from the True Gods
Its power is mine

"You can build a perfect machine out of imperfect parts."
-Urza

He's an old-fashioned Amish cyborg with no name. She's a virginal nymphomaniac fairy princess married to the Mob. Together, they fight crime!

The Blizzcon Class Discussion:
Crowd: "Our qq's will blot out the sun"
Warlocks: "Then we will pewpew in the shade"
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02-07-2005, 08:13 PM
Post: #43
Ode to the Lost Golem
Nystul,May 23 2004, 06:59 PM Wrote:Goofy mood tonight...

Once there was an endless quest,
An epic hero's plight.
Save the child, kill the rest:
A neverending fight.

*snip*

Tristram's heroes all are gone
To war against the Horde.
And yet the riddles linger on
Concerning the Dark Lord.

Since Blizz will collect monthly fees
From their new market  spot,
Our hope to see Diablo 3's
As grim as the game's plot.
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That was fun. :D

May I offer a musing related to one outcome of Tyrael's sword throwing moment?

Note: This verse was found scrawled in ancient Khandaran glyphs on a stall in the fishmarket of Lut Gholein. The original author is unknown, although OcchiD'Merc assures me that Geglash has been heard to recite this when well into his cups. Ever since the fire that swept the Lut Gholein fishmarket, thanks to Sergeant Pygmy having accidentally dropped his torch into a barrel of whale oil while shopping for fresh carp, that stall is no more. The best reproduction of Geglash's version of the verse is herein set down here for posterity's sake.




Yes, the game is rated M. Caveat Emptor If you don't care for ribaldry, stop now.




Lavitro's Lament


When Tyrael, Heaven's own rube
With blade destroyed the Worldstone
He purged the world of sundry magic
Left one Necro a'lacking his spear of bone

Played on him, who had cursed beast and demon
Was a joke both poignant and ironic
Midst a sea of hot zons, all randy and bored
For bone spearing he needed a tonic

Most gals did not care for his Golem
Nor caresses from Skels in his loft
A few bondage queens liked his Bone Prison
But his finisher went south, most oft'

While beguile and attract them he could
Livitro brought forth no more wood
So he'd sulk over wine at the Tavern
Hiring lap dances from gals of Jehryn's harem

Pariah with ladies, butt of men's jests
He broodily stared at the Amazons' chests
Near mad, thoughts of falling on his poison dagger
Super Sunday, inspired, he arose with a stagger!

"Eureka! That'll solve this cursed loss of bone!"
He screamed at the flickering Tee Vee
Standing up all at once, he spilled all his wine
And the lap dancer from off of his knee

The scene on the screen that Livitro espied
Portrayed romance and bliss at Niagra
Out the door, up the street, to Drognan he hied
To buy the entire stock of Viagra™

As the fisherman steps his mast to sail home
And the warrior raises his standard
Livitro once more casts his spell, Spear of Bone
Since that day, zons his iron have not slandered.

All's well in his world, with his latest reviving
Now he's pleased with the lay of the land
But when even the zons find his passion to gauche
There's his Golem, Revive, or right hand.

~Anonymous, the usual suspect~

Cry 'Havoc' and let slip the Men 'O War!
In War, the outcome is never final. --Carl von Clausewitz--
Igitur qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum
John 11:35 - consider why.
In Memory of Pete
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03-10-2005, 12:26 AM
Post: #44
Ode to the Lost Golem
Kind of loose, shifting metering on this one, so it may be difficult to read as intended. Actually, it's intended to be sung in a minor key, but for now it's pretty functional as a poem.



Going Home

He's the prodigal son, who is now on the run.
He's not having fun, so he wants it undone.
He longs to go back to his shack in the woods;
To go back to his roots, where he knows that he belongs.

As he follows the river, he wallows in misery.
He's sorry he'd hurried to leave his old home this early.
He wonders if his parents are even alive still,
Believing they've died will make him swear at his blunders.

They say he left home to be the hero.
To defeat evil, that's why he roamed.
But while he roamed and tried to be the hero,
We see that evil destroyed his home.

As he nears town and stops, he peers, frowns, and sobs.
It appears now that mobs, came here to tear down a lot.
It seems that the people were either all dead,
Or got feeble and fled, from the evil supreme.

But still here are some merchants and seers, barworkers and
Surgeons and warriors and mages reveal their urgent plan
To form up a party, and get their revenge.
They'd better be ready, or they'll harshly be torn up.

They say he left home to be the hero.
To defeat evil, that's why he roamed.
But while he roamed and tried to be the hero,
We see that evil destroyed his home.

His parents had died, so he's sharing his might.
Doesn't care 'bout his life. He's just raring to fight.
He madly swings, hacking at packs of fierce foes.
But the fact is he knows, this won't bring back his fam'ly.

As vengence swirls through his mind, he pledges to the light
To do right through this fight, but is it just his suicide?
The bards will sing songs about his courage in war,
But these verses ignore, that somethings wrong in his heart.
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03-23-2005, 06:30 AM
Post: #45
Ode to the Lost Golem
So, who gets the free forum title? :P

I know my title is misspelled. I'll get around to fixing it later, it's not that big of a deal. Wink
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11-18-2005, 12:26 PM
Post: #46
Ode to the Lost Golem
who has won?
mabey i will come along with a glorious poem after the thread was physicaly dead
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