...:::WWC: Week 6:::...
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Printed Date: 27 March 2026 at 4:11am
Topic: ...:::WWC: Week 6:::...
Posted By: rhetorical
Subject: ...:::WWC: Week 6:::...
Date Posted: 17 September 2018 at 3:50am
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Due date: Saturday 9/22 @ 11:59 (Eastern) -------------  |
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Posted By: Neek
Date Posted: 17 September 2018 at 2:11pm
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starstruck as her shawl shrouds her true intent foolishness to fall for someone so brutish…it's the conundrum shes feuded with in lieu of men who're more suitable; her intuitiveness, aloof again why must the Gods forsake my fruitfulness have they concluded what is to be rudiment? what prayers and worship am I not truthful in? am I forsaken or awakened from a crucial pinch? her heart protrudes, which she shall woo him with adrenaline rush from love, and the cruel event each step she begins to become consumed within eyes pried as the door slides to the room he lived.. ironic... as she viewed him dead.. while the two connect soon my love as poison passes through the lips ------------- #Bananas 
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Posted By: Crimson Juice
Date Posted: 19 September 2018 at 5:07pm
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Oh damn nearly forgot about this.. (bump). iLL have something up soon for sure. ------------- "You need to learn how to make an exit, before you can dare make an entrance". |
Posted By: Crimson Juice
Date Posted: 19 September 2018 at 7:24pm
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I'm fighting for redemption a criminal with a death sentence, Against slaves animals and peasants in a crowds presence, Where life's hang like bat's in the up and downing of a thumb, I don't receive a sum i'm paying for my crime and not for fun, Tense standing on a trap door that's under the amphitheatre, All whilst knowing for now that a creature is my conspirator, A test as mine & the bear's plight in this fight is certain death, No spare em request Victory is the 1 who can still draw breath, Having only a shield and sword to wield as the crowd roared, Surroundings I've quickly explored seein the bear tied by cord, Waiting via a nod to to be released my sword Ive un-sheathed, The beast then leaps i fend off the 1st strike but i'm underneath, Senseing exhaled heat & stained teeth I get visions of wreaths, For me it's time to adopt a belief as I now resemble ground beef, ------------- "You need to learn how to make an exit, before you can dare make an entrance". |
Posted By: Sammy
Date Posted: 20 September 2018 at 6:14pm
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rite of passages enforced as two warriors battle for lore and myth sediment produced, fate generate warrior's fists "rein the horse, boy!" his voice, sawdust. steel. "Have some water, son" she sung. her voice, stardust field. "you're special" he believed her. Moms don't lie "work hard and you'll achieve, kiddo" pops was right. He had a gift. He was special. told u moms don't lie He can read situations with his prophet eyes. "do i have to work hard, dad? mom said i'm gifted" "why do you suppose that is boy, its gained through effort" "Mom, dad said that i still had to work hard!" "talent without effort, son, means nothing at all" the crowd , chants his name. cheering in frenzy *he's setting up a right hook, he'll be open. defenseless* parried with his left hand, he motioned a swing.. as his own left hook catch his foe in the wing -------------  |
Posted By: CHAIN
Date Posted: 20 September 2018 at 10:54pm
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I'm sovereign over soldiers not bowing to his clan Renowned as vigilantes no council can remand. Who feel like the sword and the crown were left unmanned Their future's been residing at the outer edge of chance. Roused from their beds to disavow the pentagram Downwardly they glanced without an exit plan. The children of the corn who plowed through wetter sands And farmers paying taxes to that COWARD OF A MAN! *inhales* "IS THIS YOUR KING?!" is what I'm shouting at the stands Till I'm heard from Gibraltar to the mountains of Sudan. "IS THIS YOUR KING?!!!!!" This is sounding like a chant I'm preaching to the czars of these amalgamated lands. The Sha's and the Sultans and the thousands they command The barons and the dukes and the countesses of France. "THIS IS YOUR KING!" who was found unfit to dance I am the King of Kings the crowd cannot withstand. ALL RISE! ------------- |
Posted By: rhetorical
Date Posted: 21 September 2018 at 8:16pm
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dead line is closing in, get your verses in. and remember, once the week is closed out, the faster i get everyones votes in, the faster i can churn out a magazine. Im thinking about doing the mag in a text/video format this week if i can get my Sony Vegas suite working again. . ------------- |
Posted By: Sammy
Date Posted: 22 September 2018 at 5:39pm
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stickied. (just found out how to do that and i'm feeling like a god!) but word, deadline tonight, u heathens! ------------- |
Posted By: rhetorical
Date Posted: 24 September 2018 at 4:38am
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so far i only have votes from 2 people. . please get em in everyone ------------- |
Posted By: rhetorical
Date Posted: 24 September 2018 at 1:48pm
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i have enough votes now. magazine and reveal will be up tonight after i get off work. ------------- |