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At 6/5/05 08:11 PM, Myst_Williams wrote: THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER

Of course taken from Lewis Carroll's Masterpiece 'Alice in Wonderland' A nice little childhood read.

I myself am quite taken with the works of this particular author at the moment. A prize to anyone who tells me their name.

'All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.'

Bonus marks for people who can also tell me the meaning of the poem.

At 10/24/04 08:23 PM, -Manic- wrote: thankfully ive actually managed to find something Ive written which wasnt deleted somehow

A story of Valour Courage and Downright Stupidity

i found that really cool, nice work =D.

At 6/6/05 04:38 PM, Coop83 wrote: Of course taken from Lewis Carroll's Masterpiece 'Alice in Wonderland' A nice little childhood read.

It is so twisted, i love it!

I myself am quite taken with the works of this particular author at the moment. A prize to anyone who tells me their name.

Easy peasy... Tolkein? I beleive it is in one of the books, but i have yet to read his LOTR series, so i can not say. I have only read it as a poem onto itself, though it was always stated as recited by baggins (spelling?) at the end.

'All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.'

I remember reading up on this poem ages ago, and it being about the freedoms of america, and liberty etc, in present day (when it was written)... but i cant fully remember, and re-reading it is not helping either - though i do see some of the connections i beleive i read up about. Am i on the right track?

At 6/6/05 08:26 PM, Myst_Williams wrote:

At 6/6/05 04:38 PM, Coop83 wrote: I myself am quite taken with the works of this particular author at the moment. A prize to anyone who tells me their name.

Easy peasy... Tolkein? I beleive it is in one of the books, but i have yet to read his LOTR series, so i can not say. I have only read it as a poem onto itself, though it was always stated as recited by baggins (spelling?) at the end.

Correct. It's from the Fellowship of the Ring.

'All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.'

I remember reading up on this poem ages ago, and it being about the freedoms of america, and liberty etc, in present day (when it was written)... but i cant fully remember, and re-reading it is not helping either - though i do see some of the connections i beleive i read up about. Am i on the right track?

The first Stanza may well be something to do with America. How their deep roots to the ways of the British Empire have not been chilled and they will be the most powerful nation on Earth.

The poem was about Aragorn, how he'd turned his back on Gondor and taken up the life of the Ranger. He carried the broken sword, which was re-forged into Anduin: Flame of the West, which he yielded at the climax of the battle for Middle Earth.

A carpet of mist covered the ground the angel shaped grave stones seam to follow you with there eyes were ever you walked. I could feel someone’s or something's cold breath on the back of my neck my body froze still.

“Who... Who is it?” I asked sounding brave.

“Grrr” it roared.

At first I thought it was a dog but it was too big to be a dog, if it could reach my ears with its jaw. Finally I built up enough the courage to turn around and confront it. It was a wolf! I started to wish I hadn’t turned around; it was baring its gums at me, foaming at the mouth dribbling on to my shoes. I wasn’t sure if I should shout for help as that might make it attack, but also it could frighten it and make it go away, or I could do nothing and it might loose interest in me. It could attack me and mutilate my body easily. What ever I was to do. I stared in to its eyes they were a blood red. It growled once more and pounced. I closed my eyes and hoped it would kill me quickly. I was waiting but nothing happened, I opened one eye it was gone. I looked behind me and I saw the wolf staring at me with its tail between its legs, but then I realised it wasn’t staring at me.

“Hahaha” said a voice from behind me.

This time I wasn’t scared I fought someone had come to help so I turned around. “Thank you so much” I said to him

“For what?” he smiled. As he smiled I noticed to sharp fangs in his mouth, my smile dropped and as it did, he laughed.

“I am not here to save you I am here to kill you Hahaha…!” he opened his mouth and lunged for me.

I closed my eyes in fright when all of a sudden the wolf pounced and bit the vampire’s neck I was to scared to move. When I looked down but all the was left of the vampire was a bloody carcass the wolf was staring at me wagging its tail with blood and meat round its mouth, I slowly walk to it I put my hand out to see if it would try to bight me it and it opened its mouth I went to pull it back but it started to lick me. I could not believe it, it started stiffing the air and then it ran into the darkness of the night.

I started to walk to the chapel in the cemetery to finish of the job. I pulled out my stake swinging it round my fingers. As I approached the doors. I got my cross out and kneeled down and prayed to god.
“Farther if I don’t make it out alive send my spirit to the right place are men”.

* * * * * * *

I approached the window and peered in it was too dark to see but all I could hear were screams of pain everyone can define a scream to a roar of pain this was a roar of pain
It was bad enough to send a shiver up your spine.

I hid in a bush and through brick through the window the screams stopped then all I could hear was heavy footsteps and scrape of chains on the stone floor like in a ghost movies, then I could hear lots of locks being lifted.

Then a tall man came into light and looked around I closed my eyes a jumped out of the bush swinging my stake over my head and down the vampires throat it fell to the ground so I rammed the stake into its heart and black blood squirted in to my face I smiled and put my cross on his wound and his body turned into ashes and all that was left was a skeleton and my cross I picked up my cross and made my way into the dark room I lit a candle and I saw a coffin with a priest nailed into the coffin the was blood nearly covering his nose in the coffin, I checked his pulse he was still alive somehow then I saw two bite marks in his neck and wrists so I rammed my stake ones more and prayed for forgiveness for killing a holy man.

I was at the front door again when caught a glimpse of someone or something in the corner of a room its eyes were glowing red I got out my knife and got prepared for my attacker it walk forward into the moon light and I saw it was the wolf my saviour but he wasn’t alone he had a Vancar, a Vancar is a spawn of its owner but it was spawned for two reasons serve his master and kill!

The wolf was looking at me the Vampisnere was smiling, the wolf started to growl not at the Vampisnere but me that could only mean one thing he bit the wolf! The wolf was now a hell hound! I no that I can not beat both of them my self but I had hope I crouched down and picked up some broken glass I smashed with the brick earlier and I threw is in to the Vancar leg he roared with pain I threw a bottle of holy water in the Vancar face again he roared with pain the wolf was still staring at me, I went to stroke it this time he nearly bit my hand off so I got another piece of glass and out my hand out again and when it went to bight me I let go of the glass and the wolf bit the glass and it penetrated his top jaw he yelped with pain then I leaped forward and stuck my knife in its side again it yelped of pain I tuck my knife out and left

* * * * *

The next day I waited at the chapel to see if any vampires would return.
“Come on its 3am were are you” I said to myself out loud.
5am came and I was still waiting I was about to head back when I saw the door slowly open, I hid in the shadows waiting then a little boy around the age of 10 came in I looked at him and he was shaking I wanted to ask him what was wrong but he would run and he might alert vampires and then would never come back here.
I sneaked up behind him and grabbed his mouth so he didn’t scream and I said don’t worry I am protecting you I released my hand and he went to scream so I grabbed it again
“You are not safe” I told him
Again I released my hand and he said why
“Vampires” I said
He burst out laughing
“Vampires what do u think I am a kid” he shouted
“Be quiet” I demanded him he stopped laughing
“Anyway I need to go” he told me
“What were you doing here anyway” I asked
“It was a dare” he told me
“A dare you stupid child this is a very dangerous place” I shouted
“Dangerous never mind that scary it is and I am not a child!” he said
Go out the back way I demanded him
“Ok ok” he moaned
“Good child o sorry I mean lad” I laughed
Thank god he’s gone he could have been killed.

* * * * * * * *

Do you like???

At 6/5/05 08:11 PM, Myst_Williams wrote: THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER

`The time has come,' the Walrus said,
`To talk of many things:
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing-wax --
Of cabbages -- and kings --
And why the sea is boiling hot --
And whether pigs have wings.'

This is the one thing I remember about ALice in wonderland. That one verse has stuck with me through all my life ever since I saw the disney version of the book. it is the greatets random verse ever. and for that I love it the whole poem.

Anywya. I'm going to psot my random poem later tonight as I Finally have some free time:-\ bloody exams.

Welcome.

Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to the dark
Welcome to grey space
Hear the singing of the lark?

Say goodbye to sanity.
Say goodbye to truth
Say hello to jealousy
Say goodbye to yourself.

Welcome to my nightmare
tune into my station.
Welceom to the darkness
Welcome to my imagination.

There ya go. that's the thign I made up in less than a minute. not particulalarly brilliant but hey. What ya gonna do?

There is no rest without vengeance

vengeance for love
vengeance for life
vengeance for your soul

There is no rest without vengeance

in the dark or in the light
vengeance will be found

vengeance is death
vengeance is life
for those who seek vengeance seek peace for their soul

There is no rest without vengeance
There is rest for your soul

There ya go Myst I thought of that on my break reading a book gave me the title.
Review please

At 6/7/05 04:21 PM, -Manic- wrote: Welcome.

It was cliche as hell, but i loved it anyway. lol.

You one-minute ones just dont seem forced (becuz they arnt)... even if they stink structurally (which this one did not btw)... i still like them. : )

At 6/7/05 04:30 PM, -repent- wrote: There is no rest without vengeance

Quite clever. You and Manics poems were quite similar wit hthe repatition. Both valid poems indeed.

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Sry my revewis suck. I have to go work on a presentation i have to do tomorrow.

I generally hate haikus... but i did this one a few days ago. It is my first, and probably my last, but i felt it represented me well.

Morning of the Light

My thoughts are scattered
Into pieces of my past
Reveals I am mist

Thoughts?

At 6/8/05 07:07 PM, Myst_Williams wrote: It was cliche as hell, but i loved it anyway. lol.

:P

even if they stink structurally (which this one did not btw)... i still like them. : )

Ah well can't be perfect can it?

Thoughts?

wella s haikus goits no diferent than any other haiku I've ever read really.but its still fairly good.

meh, guess i'll join.

i've written a few scripts, and only one have i taken really far. it is a comedy script. i teamed up with two animators, and we were about 80% done before they dropped out. so now, i have this script and over 40 pieces of recorded dialouge just sitting here.

At 6/9/05 11:08 AM, ReNaeNae wrote: I need a writer!!! I am working on a game... the concept is pretty much thought out, but I need someone to actually write the script for the intro part, which will be narrated... so, it needs to be full sentences and all that proper stuff ;) ...if anyone is interested, please contact me (info is in my profile)... wit, and a good sense of humor are a must! Thank you!

What sort of humour you need?slapstick?Dark?Sarcastic?satirical?

Btw you've made me curious so I'll be contacting you within the next couple of days if I get the time

At 6/9/05 10:07 AM, Josh2100 wrote: meh, guess i'll join.

i've written a few scripts, and only one have i taken really far. it is a comedy script. i teamed up with two animators, and we were about 80% done before they dropped out. so now, i have this script and over 40 pieces of recorded dialouge just sitting here.

Welcome. Do you ant to post a bit of thats cript so we can take a look at what you are capable of?

oh and w00t! 100 pages.

WOOOOIE!! I'm gonna' keep my eye on this one. Check my previous posts if you wanna' resume on how able I am with the written word.

new piece of shit by me...

"The hammer"

Over the years the three largest criminal factors of London had been fighting over the monopolisation of the criminal narcotics industries. The Russians, long time mobsters and ex-K.G.B operatives were arguably the most powerful of the three. The yakuza, technological geniuses unsurpassed in both knowledge and technology. The syndicate. More interested in business than crime, death and extortion is just an upside for them all. The syndicate was the last organisation to be formed though was like an experienced player entering a game half-time. Knew how to play and was good at the "sport". The war for the take over of illegal alcohol, cigarettes and drugs was coming to a close. Everyone had to act fast or be smashed to bits by the opposition.
Head of the syndicate, Peter Westbrook of the front "westbrook medical" was a true businessman, though ruthless in getting his results. Michael Peters or Mike "the hammer" as is professional name was, was a master in the art of criminal warfare and asset defence. Growing up in the suburbs he had a hard childhood being bullied and took up boxing and petty crime. soon he was approached by Westbrook and offered the job of being his head security, being a front for the many underhanded jobs which needed doing. It was him who was to spearhead the final defence of the syndicate. After this, the money would roll in.
"Mike! the Russians are coming!" Ben sounded urgent.
"Set up a wall with the cars. I'll be right over." placing the motorola phone back in his pocket Mike turned the ignition and sped for the docks. Upon arriving He saw the Russians. Armed to the teeth and firing everywhere. Hopefully the pathetic Ford would hold up Mike thought to himself. Revving towards the Russian lines Mike dived out of the car and ran at a great speed towards the syndicate's line. Crouching behind a Nissen Mike asked Ben for the Battle report.
"well sir...It's not looking good. the Russian's vans are well armoured and the full metal jackets on the ak's are blowing the crap out of my Mercedes. If they get to the refinery we're buggered." Ben wiped his brow with his sleeve and looked anxiously at Mike.
"Right oh. cover me while i go and take care of the vans. No matter what you guys do don't stop shooting." With that a burst of fire came from the syndicate lines and Mike bolted for the Russians. Claiming two lives he placed explosives on all of the black vans.
"Good night" Mike ran for his life as all the vans exploded and the syndicate were left to clean up the remaining Russians. A familiar vibration came from Mike's pocket and he took out his phone.
"The Yakuza Mike. They're here..."
Mike and Ben jumped into the battered Mercedes and belted it down the High street to the Drugs plantation. How did the Yakuza know when to strike? Parking abruptly two streets away the two men got out of the car and made for the plantation. better to be silent than dead. Reaching the plantation and vaulting over the wall came a sight out of a futuristic movie. Laser beams came from the Yakuza guns. New technology unsurpassed by even the government. These new weapons made short work of the cars. The wall of cars wasn't going to work this time. Glimpsing through the smoke and muzzle flashes Michael spotted Carwyn. A snitch or information provider as he preferred to be known as. He must have informed the Yakuza. He had to pay. After half of the super weapon armed Japanese were dead Mike made for the traitor, shooting all in his path. Carwyn was unarmed and cowered before Mike's heavy build. Panting, Mike lifted his sidearm,
"Goodbye Carwyn. I never did like you" Click. The gun was empty and Carwyn let out a sigh of relief. Flipping his gun over Mike smiled,
you to death..."
Having fled the the aftermath of the battle Mike and Ben were strolling down an alley when approached by three dark skinned men. Mike instantly went defensive.
"yeah? don't mess with me 'cause im not in the mood right?" He stared at all thre men in turn.
"head of security mon. Soon to be executive. Daan President mon" The first man looked as though he had been taking drugs.
"And to you young Ben. President be you not. Though may your boys rule the trade." With that the three drug addicts fled into the night. After Ben went home Mike returned to The main building to speak with Westbrook. Being told that the executive head of the company had passed away Mike had been offered the job. Better pay and prospects. He couldn't turn it down.

At 6/9/05 12:08 PM, -Manic- wrote:

At 6/9/05 11:08 AM, ReNaeNae wrote: I need a writer!!! I am working on a game... the concept is pretty much thought out, but I need someone to actually write the script for the intro part, which will be narrated... so, it needs to be full sentences and all that proper stuff ;) ...if anyone is interested, please contact me (info is in my profile)... wit, and a good sense of humor are a must! Thank you!

What sort of humour you need?slapstick?Dark?Sarcastic?satirical?

This is the type of humour, which both Manic and myself can do. I'll send you an email, and maybe we can get started. (Hopefully the three of us.)

At 6/9/05 11:08 AM, ReNaeNae wrote: I need a writer!!! I am working on a game... the concept is pretty much thought out, but I need someone to actually write the script for the intro part, which will be narrated... so, it needs to be full sentences and all that proper stuff ;) ...if anyone is interested, please contact me (info is in my profile)... wit, and a good sense of humor are a must! Thank you!

Shit, well I'm not really good at humor, but if you need me for suspense, romantic action then email me. I have seen Coop do some good stuff, I havn't seen Manics, but I'm sure his is good too. Well good luck to you on your game.

At 6/9/05 03:24 PM, -repent- wrote: Shit, well I'm not really good at humor, but if you need me for suspense, romantic action then email me. I have seen Coop do some good stuff, I havn't seen Manics, but I'm sure his is good too. Well good luck to you on your game.

Thanks for the vote of confidence, repent. Your stuff is pretty cool as well.

OMG! 100 Pages!

Welcome newcomers as well. I have no writing, and no time right this moment to review. So i will just say hey, and go work on my second presentation. Todays went well if any were curious... i hope tomorrow presentation is as strong (i bet stronger, because it is on writing poetry) : )

Hey Guys, this Renewman, one of the original members of the Writer's Guild. I've been working hrd on my script for Void: Light and Dark which I talked about on like page 16 I think. LOL Anyway here's the link to the scripts so you guys can read them:

Void: Light and Dark Script

Yo Myst... Its me 8D from the Crypt... i finaly found my old newground acc... can I join the guld?

At 6/9/05 03:40 PM, Myst_Williams wrote: OMG! 100 Pages!

Shit, I forgot...

CONGRATS PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!

At 6/9/05 03:43 PM, Renewman wrote: Hey Guys, this Renewman, one of the original members of the Writer's Guild. I've been working hrd on my script for Void: Light and Dark which I talked about on like page 16 I think. LOL Anyway here's the link to the scripts so you guys can read them:

Welcome back.

Void: Light and Dark Script

I will look at this weekend when i do my review catch up.

At 6/9/05 03:44 PM, Dazkilla wrote: Yo Myst... Its me 8D from the Crypt... i finaly found my old newground acc... can I join the guld?

Of course man. Glad to see you. Post your stuff. : )

BTW, how are you?

At 6/9/05 03:47 PM, Coop83 wrote: Shit, I forgot...

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CONGRATS PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!

Aha... way to fake your excitement. : )

At 6/9/05 03:55 PM, Myst_Williams wrote:

At 6/9/05 03:47 PM, Coop83 wrote: CONGRATS PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!

Aha... way to fake your excitement. : )

Well, I would have used the OMGJISSM!, but since I actually for got on my 1st post of page 100, it somehow didn't seem as good an excuse...

At 6/9/05 03:24 PM, -repent- wrote: havn't seen Manics, but I'm sure his is good too.

I aint bad at comedy but I'm not a comedic genius. It depends on the style of comedy. I'm probably best using satire really but I'll give anything a shot :-)

Btw Coop you silly boy :P Fancy forgetting that it was 100 pages :P

At 6/9/05 04:37 PM, -Manic- wrote:

At 6/9/05 03:24 PM, -repent- wrote: havn't seen Manics, but I'm sure his is good too.

I aint bad at comedy but I'm not a comedic genius. It depends on the style of comedy. I'm probably best using satire really but I'll give anything a shot :-)

I am better at making people laugh in person rather then on paper funny thing eh?

Wow 100 pages can't wait till we hot 200.

You have a few capital and grammar errors, the style is very good and i loved ur little essay.

At 6/9/05 08:46 PM, LAxin1493 wrote: You have a few capital and grammar errors, the style is very good and i loved ur little essay.

If you are confused by this post it was telling what i thought of Arch_Angel_Rhys' essay towards the top

At 6/9/05 05:19 PM, -repent- wrote: I am better at making people laugh in person rather then on paper funny thing eh?

I fail at making people laugh in person. I've yet to get the comic timing down to an art yet.