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 Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 9:47 am
Hear ye, hear ye!
We know there are writers of poetry out there! Post your RuneScape poetry here!
Don't be shy!
Step on up!
Even level 130's cry!
I just made a rhyme!
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 9:49 am
"Teleblock"
Was it Varrok?
Or Camelot?
I couldn't tell since you left me on the spot
Could you give me a hint so I know which way to walk
Oh, how I wish that I had casted teleblock
Was it the Watch Tower?
Maybe Falodor?
In the whole world of Gielinor
You're the only warrior that I adore
Oh, how I wish that I had casted teleblock
This poem is (C) read-the-wind (myself) on DeviantART
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Doctor Nitrus Brio Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 12:54 pm
That totally stinks! I hate when that happens! *back then when I did pvp*
Hmm, I am not a poem writer nor a reader but Runescape is an interest of mine!
Hmm, I try to write one.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 3:36 pm
Quote: That totally stinks! I hate when that happens! *back then when I did pvp* Hmm, I am not a poem writer nor a reader but Runescape is an interest of mine! Hmm, I try to write one. I never really got into PvP, but I used to hang out with a bunch of them and they'd tell about their Wilderness adventures... Back when the Wildy was, you know, the Wildy...
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 1:34 pm
bluh i did a poem about solarwolf4 for those of you who dont know , she is a pretty well known Video Maker, but i lost it D;, when i find it ill post it <3
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 5:12 pm
In this realm
I do not fret
I do not stagger
I will dive straight in
I brandish my shield
The dragons breath
Scorches my heals
I take a sip of potion
I unveil my whip
The fight ensues
At last it's over
The beast is dead
I take its bones
And dig its grave
I take my loot
And look around
I see more wyrms
I charge for the nearest
My whip strikes first
I am immune to its breath
But its claws dig deep
This one seems stronger
Harder to hit
I stagger as my whip
Has little to no effect
My potion wears off
I turn to run
I make it to the door
But its breath finds me
And I am undone.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 9:00 pm
Slayer Tasks Are Fun
Fletching is awesome as Well
Agility Sucks
not to good at poetry but i tried sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 9:33 pm
I prefer runescape over taking out the trash.
Maybe I might skip class?
Playing this online game is addicting.
I don't think I plan on quitting.
Training in summoning, thieving, and agility.
They all increase my ability.
I've finished all the quests,
which makes me the best.
I don't feel like writing anymore,
So goodbye.. neutral
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Doctor Nitrus Brio Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 4:06 pm
Lumbridge is where my adventure begun
I was created on an Island
I started to have fun
Killing moss giants on the sand
Been over 5 years and I haven't even begun
I have explored many places
but I lost the fun
Killing crabs in the sand
I am a skiller, not a fighter.
I can fight, but I am not much of anything,
I set logs on fire with my blue fire lighter
Not killing that 'thing'.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 5:03 pm
As time flies by,
I look up at the sky.
I see light,
nothing more.
Very bright,
even behind a door.
Never dark,
not even in the Dwarven mine.
With this spark,
I light this vine.
Gaining experience,
with my kind.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 3:55 pm
The action.
Hiyah! Go grovel to Zamorok Feign!
The swords clash, sparks of metal fling violently in the air.
Back at home.
A girl slowly opens a candy bar
Never! The text appears vilely into midair
The suspense is almost to much to handle
Back at home.
She can almost see the savory chocolate
Blood spews and splatters, never seeming to end
A comrade goes down, falling gracefully to the floor.
Back at home.
She carefully grabs hold of the wrapper
SON! Wails through the air,
The war intensifies, blue, black and crimson blurring in the air
Back at home.
She starts peeling back the wrapper. Half way there!!!
Men and women are going down by the second,
Each dropping to the floor, and disappearing to the unknown
Back at home.
It's out. She holds the swirly, sweet treat happily in the palm of her hand
FOOD NUB! Screams the knight, his repeated jabs to the enemy, useless
The enemy strikes back, and the knight falls, his final words - "Wtf noob."
Back at home.
She almost chows down, then she remembers something.
She quickly runs to the computer, and types out - "ROFL guyz. g2g. Have something realz important to do nowz. LOL"
The last player disappears.
The place is still, all traces of the war, gone. Rofl, is this even considered a poem? I dunno. But it was fun XD
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 8:50 pm
To tell a tale of my adventures
I must tail the teller of my dentures.
*click* *whir* *snap*
There we go...
*Ahem*
My adventure told is not one so bold.
with trusty rune pick at my side,
I strive to obtain a million cowhides.
I was not forced upon this poverty,
But membership is not worth it to me...
Until I focus on when I'm off the bench,
Elvarg's family will keep their fire quenched.
Once in a time I like to visit the Giants of Moss,
but their unexplained anger will be at a loss.
Until from college I'll have graduated,
hunger of a Demon in a Wizard's Tower will stay satiated.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 7:55 pm
I am...
Accurate with a sword
Strong with an hammer
Defensive with a shield
More Hearts than you can damper
I Fish like a pro
Smith like a mad man
Cut Wood with a mighty swing
I Stole before I ran
I Fletch mighty bows
Cook a fancy feast
Run around like crazy
Making fires til I'm deceased
And I always Hunt for more goals.
There, I made a poem going from my recent 99 to my first as a poem. How lame is that??
~Hampy heart
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