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[Artifakt]

Tell me this wouldn't be epic. I can see the critics now.

"A marvelous bloodbath; rife with sacrifice and feeling"

"The question remains: Who wouldn't want to see it?"

"Not true to the source at all, as opening night saw a shameful 6 of the actors die gruesomely, and only 2 played elves. A shameful total, to say the least."

Edit: As I did not say this before... Contribute!

[Max White]

Strike the earth, lyrics by Max White

For months we have been traveling.
Living off beer and mirth.
But before our plans start unraveling.
It's time to strike the earth!

Knowing not whats before us.
We will find out before long.
So we break out in chorus!
For  this is our embark song!

(Chorus)
So lend a hand!
Yes, lend a hand...
And here, at this place we will conquer the land!
And do your part!
Yes, do your part.
For the tales of our fortress, this is just the start!
Well come join in!
Yes come join in,
And work away unhappy thoughts, while you sing!
We'll build our home!
A mighty home.
And fill out halls with metal, wood, jems and stone.

The miners head off ready.
With dreams of reaching slade.
The masons hand is steady.
Producing goods to trade.

The wood cutter was upset,
For being caught in the rain.
With alcohol, he'll soon forget!
And stop being such a pain.

Bedrooms are carved from living stone,
And a grand dinning hall.
Put a table here, and there a throne.
Build it big enough for all!

Large rooms are built for farming.
But how to irrigate our plot?
The plan could end with us all drowning.
But we shall still give it a shot!

(Do the chorus here)

We fear not rain nor fire.
We who live within stone.
But there's something we desire.
We rather feel alone.

But as travelers tell our story
News has spread that we have thrived!
And now to Armoks glory!
Some migrants have arrived!

(End with another helping of the chorus.)

[Artifakt]

Exeunt stage...straight down. With picks.

Artifact song, by the way.

[Max White]

-song- at most. You should have seen the one about Megaman and Phantom. If you see them around, tell them I said hi!

[Artifakt]

Well, it will become at least masterwork when/if finished. Or you could be driven insane by a failed mood...your choice.

[Armok]

This'll be amazingly cool if someone would actually do it! Those lyrics are really good.

[Max White]

Now I know Kobalds can't realy talk, let alone sing, so I think this song should be sung in a low hush, with a nice fast tempo, to make the words slighty less coherent.

Kobald invasion
We is the rustling in the grass.
And we is small and smart and fast.
With flashy sticks we welcome you.
And come to take the rent too!

Dem clunky folks are big and strong.
Der chest is big and fur is long.
But we is small, and fast and smart.
We go to take shiney from caves heart.

Dey don't need shineys anyway
Coz' dey don't know the kobald way
Coz we is smart, and fast, and small
And we knows when your traps will fall.

And so we sneek into your den.
Crawling past fancy metal men.
For we is smart and small and fast.
And we has our shineys at last.

We like the shineys we claim here.
A rock dat is so bright and clear.
So we is fast, and small, and smart.
Dis victory is just our start!

And now we blend in with the floor.
For we is fast, and smart, and small.
Thats how we makes a get away,
We brings more sticks next time we play.

[Urist Imiknorris]

Dey don't need shineys anyway

Because we can make more!

[Max White]

Well that song is from the kobalds point of veiw, and they think they are better then the dwarves. Truth be told there just cave dwelling vermin, but they think more highly of themselves then that.

[FearfulJesuit]

The Fun Song
Shorast: It's been a long, long journey.
Urist: We've struck the earth too much.
Kol: We've filled our bins with treasure
Vucar: Of gold and bronze and such.

Shorast: We've engraved our halls with tales
Urist: Of burning elves and booze
Kol: By a paranoid engraver
Vucar: With a psychopathic Muse.

Shorast: And we've killed our foes with magma
Urist: And our nobles with bottomless pits.
Kol: We've built computers and pump stacks
Vucar: With the power of our wits.

Shorast: There are a thousand ways to die.
Urist: Like olms and trolls and troglodytes,
Kol: Forgotten beasts and elephants,
Vucar: And undead creatures of the night.

Shorast: But we survived them all, and yet,
Urist: Remembering the story of our kin,
Kol: Those olden dwarves inhabiting Boatmurdered,
Vucar: We knew eventually we'd be done in.

Shorast: But hark! upon this trumpet, let us charge!
Urist: The Fondled Gears into the demons ran!
Kol: And, as they dealt their slaughter, blow by blow,
Vucar: They held back Hell as only true dwarves can.

Shorast: But happiness will come unto the best;
Urist: The Happy Fun Stuff overtook them all;
Kol: And we remembered when the soldiers died
Vucar: There wasn't a protective wall.

Shorast: An emergency macedwarf named Fath,
Urist: Who'd married an axedwarf wild,
Kol: Gave birth while fighting a demon
Vucar: And defended its blows with her child.

Shorast: Alas, we were too late;
Urist: The fortress was overcome.
Kol: Our walls were covered with kitten blood,
Vucar: And a fire consumed all our barrels of rum.


Shorast: In short-
Urist: We struck the cotton candy
Kol: With no time left to run
Vucar: So we'll die with just one statement.
All: Just remember- LOSING IS FUN!

Exeunt, followed by the sound of tortured screaming backstage and the closing of the curtain.
Although the rhyme scheme is consistent, the meter isn't; I don't really feel like fixing it. I like what I've written.

[Max White]

Kudos, old boy! Now that's a song! ☼lyrics☼ were brillient.

[Urist McOverlord]

Exeunt, followed by the sound of tortured screaming backstage and the closing of the curtain.

Should really be:

exuent, followed by the ceiling crashing in on performers and audience alike. spread the Fun around, as it were

[FearfulJesuit]

Kudos, old boy! Now that's a song! ☼lyrics☼ were brillient.

I'm especially proud of the second stanza. Let me try and write some more. They may not be as good, but, hey, you never know...

[Flying Carcass]

I just hope it doesn't have the technical problems the Spider-Man musical is having, otherwise the audience may be bathed in magma!

Of course, to keep it true to the source, occassionally an actor will have to randomly leave the stage whilst muttering something, then come back later with a strange creation in hand. Of course, if there's no duct tape or whale bone available, he/she will have to rip off their clothes and run screaming out of the theatre and into heavy traffic.

[Artifakt]

Woah, I come home and there's like 5 new songs of at least ☼ quality. Epic.

And staying true to the source would be Interesting.

(Massive magma floods and sacrifices to Armok are Interesting!)