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[Gamerboy4life]

"I've been with the group for quite some time now, perhaps 6 months? I'm well known for my... unique skills, and infallible logic."

If you want to yell at us, go ahead

^

You can post on the OOC thread all you want, about pretty much anything. Just not on the IC thread.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Quick question, are players who haven't yet gotten into the game still allowed to give strategic advice?

Pfft, like we could be stopped.

[Praefectus Screptum]

*Predicts lots of "strategic advices".*

[Xanmyral]

Spoiler: Quote (click to show/hide)

"Oh, you surprise me by such a desperate bound-to challenge once more, for yet one more round! The mark of a hero, or maybe a fool? One and same, many might rule. I do admire your arrogance, but forgive me the sin-I am only me, and I always play to win. Yet the rumors of shipping can only grow with each lyric-what might we win in the absolute phyrric....

Still, I'll give the devil (that's you) his due and give twice back he threw.

You say you're a giver, but a challenge I feel not a sliver-your wit is like a swamp moat, filled with nasty toothed reptiles all slimy and abloat. I would not test your waters if I were wearing a short dress-for fear of losing my gentile nature and practiced patron nobleness. Your tongue is like a serpent, one with two hissing heads! I shudder to think what you do to keep them fed!

As for me, I come from high blood, yet practiced and cunning-your rhymes are suited more for childish punning. I'm so far above you the game is already done-the quicker you accept this, you'll realize it was over before we begun. I sense the only court you've been in is on on a ball field-where I'm sure even then, you were so quick to yield. I think now you see, the only winner can be me-I've got beauty, I've got style, I've got grace! And let's be honest, who really has the better face? But as they say, pearls before swine-which reminds, I've got a dinner at nine. I should make this quick, lest you trapise further upon your shtick.

I admit you may be a nice guy (when you're sober), even if your words are painful to my...lobar! A flyte and a fight in a race close,  a race tight? Worth the price of admission, just to see your submission! And yet-be life a mystery or a horrible bore, when one breathes their last do they ask for anything but 'more'? Life's a joke and deaths a laugh, it may be true-there are some truths even we cannot skew! You, my dear man, were created to die-from moments of inception, till the angels fly. Life is an hourglass, one that's leaking sand-so why let it run out, without doing something grand? Better to laugh and smile and flyte and sing, from the lowest beggar to the greatest King. You dance with the best of them, I'll give you that one-but what's done is done, and soon must end our fun.

I sense all this, and yet my spirit will yet still lift. Do you catch my drift? Do my words have a use? Or am I being obtuse?

I think you will realize, what a calamitous waste, is sparring with me-I'll turn you to paste. So how about you take one moment and think-tell me I'm the winner, and we can go have a drink? But if you're pride keeps your neck all stiff proper and straight, you've yet to test my final, truest, greatest trait! I'm truly ready for one long and grueling fight-as I've said often, to my audience...

I'll be here all night!"

"Oh so now you show your bite, thinking it might, let's just see if you can keep your words tight. A devil yah claim me, but I ain't sliding down that bevel, the writing's on the wall and it tells me you're gonna fall! I see it in the sky, you see it in my eye, we all may die but that's no reason to lie! High heights we have to reach, ain't got time to leech but I got time. To. Teach!

I come from the sands, I don't have time for no lands and I don't care for no hands that don't show me their plans. It's ruled by clans that don't make no demands, 'though it's rather lacking in bands of solidarity, don't expect no charity, all about the parity, oh hilarity, my hands have worked steel as long as I've refused to kneel and you aren't gonna see me heel 'cause I feel that nothing in life is free, you gotta work for that glee and all I had was me. Just a story with no glory shared by every Jack and Lory, we had to fight for our right just to see the next night.

A sliver spoon in your mouth, the tune I'm saying may as well of come from the moon! You're a loon if you're thinking that I be sinking, maybe try watching without blinking. Your words are blotching, see you botching and hotching from side to side, glide from word to word thinkin' 'bide my time.' But I see you hide and you skied, you missed the mark, you're in the dark and all I hear is a bark!

A wizard you playing, puffing your gizzard, but you've yet to even see my sand blizzard! All you've seen is grass, sitting on your mass, it makes you outta glass I'm afraid lass. You gotta talk louder, cause all I see is a doubter, you may of had your gouter yet you're just a pouter. Claiming to be winning when it's just the beginning makes me think you aren't blaming the shaming on someone who think you be taming.

I got more words than there's bird, I got more time than there's to climb, my 'puns' have humbled all the Huns.
Your herds be like curds, your rhyme may need some thyme, your lungs seem to be tumbled, best lay off the buns.
Let's see if you heard--you should be properly gird--listen for the chime because I'm on the dime, if I got two tonguesss I'd be ssssshaken by the nunssss, best I not mumble for funs!

Go back to swinging your stick, you ain't making a lick I'm just having a kick so take your pick. If you're down for flyting then you best not be slighting if you ain't got time for that fighting 'cause I got you in my sighting. You may be down for some wine but I'm not one to dine, if you want what is mine then I'm afraid you might have to pay the fine. So let me see your trait, I want to know your fate, I'm gonna take the bait but I think you're just late."

[And with that, I go to lunch.]

[Taricus]

Man, this just gets better and better, and it hasn't even started yet at all XD

[SeriousConcentrate]

Nah, go ahead all you like. I don't mind. After all I can then read the advice and try to counter it

[Dwarmin]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

"Oh so now you show your bite, thinking it might, let's just see if you can keep your words tight. A devil yah claim me, but I ain't sliding down that bevel, the writing's on the wall and it tells me you're gonna fall! I see it in the sky, you see it in my eye, we all may die but that's no reason to lie! High heights we have to reach, ain't got time to leech but I got time. To. Teach!

I come from the sands, I don't have time for no lands and I don't care for no hands that don't show me their plans. It's ruled by clans that don't make no demands, 'though it's rather lacking in bands of solidarity, don't expect no charity, all about the parity, oh hilarity, my hands have worked steel as long as I've refused to kneel and you aren't gonna see me heel 'cause I feel that nothing in life is free, you gotta work for that glee and all I had was me. Just a story with no glory shared by every Jack and Lory, we had to fight for our right just to see the next night.

A sliver spoon in your mouth, the tune I'm saying may as well of come from the moon! You're a loon if you're thinking that I be sinking, maybe try watching without blinking. Your words are blotching, see you botching and hotching from side to side, glide from word to word thinkin' 'bide my time.' But I see you hide and you skied, you missed the mark, you're in the dark and all I hear is a bark!

A wizard you playing, puffing your gizzard, but you've yet to even see my sand blizzard! All you've seen is grass, sitting on your mass, it makes you outta glass I'm afraid lass. You gotta talk louder, cause all I see is a doubter, you may of had your gouter yet you're just a pouter. Claiming to be winning when it's just the beginning makes me think you aren't blaming the shaming on someone who think you be taming.

I got more words than there's bird, I got more time than there's to climb, my 'puns' have humbled all the Huns.
Your herds be like curds, your rhyme may need some thyme, your lungs seem to be tumbled, best lay off the buns.
Let's see if you heard--you should be properly gird--listen for the chime because I'm on the dime, if I got two tonguesss I'd be ssssshaken by the nunssss, best I not mumble for funs!

Go back to swinging your stick, you ain't making a lick I'm just having a kick so take your pick. If you're down for flyting then you best not be slighting if you ain't got time for that fighting 'cause I got you in my sighting. You may be down for some wine but I'm not one to dine, if you want what is mine then I'm afraid you might have to pay the fine. So let me see your trait, I want to know your fate, I'm gonna take the bait but I think you're just late."

[And with that, I go to lunch.]

"Like an overeager beaver or an enigmatic lark, all I hear is chomping wood, a tweet worse than your bark.

Let's not look back at all the words you made new-I prefer real words, very much thank you. I'm not sure what a 'Hun' is, maybe a sort of dancer-exotic, naked, a surefooted prancer? You seem you would enjoy that, man, devil and beast-or you would pretend you did, at the very least. You're only true skill is masterful self delusion-a particularly potent moral confusion. After all, why not think of yourself as a heroic skald? A deity of wordplay, both sublime and ribald? Since none of that's true, I'll have to laugh at you.

Ha. Oh. Ha. Hee.

Then there's just plain old little me-and you can bet there's more to me than you see. That little silver spoon was coated in honey-mmm, did I mention all my money? Some people are born rich and some people are born poor-some make do with less, others with much more. I care not upon which shore I landed, upon which fate the Gods handed. Neither should you, at least till your older...oh my, is that the tiniest of a chip on your shoulder? What a treasure. Let me laugh twice, for extra double measure.

Heh. Hee! Oh. Ha! Ha!

Oh, heck nah. Did I see you blush? Your cheeks gone red, rosy and flush? Did I strike a nerve yet, impugn your masculinity? Have you begun to swerve, to lose your affinity? I can see you reeling, falling on the ropes-my mad rhymes beyond your ability to cope! You're making up meaning to cover your lack of imagination-trying to aim high, and ending below your station. Do birds really have words, anyway? What do you say? Do wizards have gizzards, or did you just make up that now-perhaps I should resort to saying 'you fight like a cow'? And 'dimes' don't exist in our fantasy swill, we'll probably just call them 'Crowns' or 'Zenny' or 'Gil'.

And, let's not get into livestock and bread-next you'll be insulting my footwear and thread!

In any case, my stick will swing till you quit-till I knock you down into the quaintly named 'losers pit'. Too bad my stick is much longer than your, the more I talk the more you bore. Every word shakes your resolve, it's only a matter of time you can't help but dissolve....and fall down at my feet, oh that will be so sweet. I think you'll like it down there-only a few men have not-in truth, it's a place many have purposely sought! You should be blessed for my keen attention-our reunion will be all the sweeter, for this small dissension.

Better keep your fists up, you arrogant pup-we've only just started to flyt and to rumble-it's a matter of time till you cry and you stumble.

So, Let's take that notch and move it higher. The games just begun, and I didn't start the fire."

[Furtuka]

Dear god between the two of you there are already almost 2500 words in this contest

[Powder Miner]

This is beautiful.

I wonder if anything like this will happen IC XD

[Dwarmin]

I wouldn't mind incorporating some of this into me and Xanmyral shared backstories

[Praefectus Screptum]

"...Then you two married, the end. There, saved you two from drinking gallons of water after this bard duel."

[SeriousConcentrate]

If you two want to know each other from some deal in the past and have had all this flyting happen, go ahead. ^^^

[Dwarmin]

Well, seems like Xan just got online...

I'll be manning the chat, anyone wants to pop in.

http://webchat.freenode.net/
Channel: #LostDragon

[ragnarok97071]

I for one not only want that relationship to be canon, but for the priest to not just be a priest, but part of an ancient order of RAP-PRIESTS, trained in the ancient art of the Divine Rap.

Because that would be hilarious.

[Xanmyral]

Well, seems like Xan just got online...

Online in the sense of "I need to wake up in four hours for work" sadly, this is the only post I'm making before heading off to sleep. Just coming in to check out what happened during my sojourn to a card game. I'll get a response to the flyting up sometime tomorrow (technically today I guess) in the afternoon.

I'd be good with having our characters have meet in the past actually, and flyte-fought.

Random (most likely crazy) comment while tired: Serious. Rhett joins in on the bandit scenario. From the other side. He'd realize later he made some mistakes on who to fight with shortly afterwards though, or something. I'm not sure, tired.