A balad for GS - Page 6

Master Zen · December 6, 2003, 19:39

I wasn't referring to a mod...

Beta · December 6, 2003, 23:05

Quote:

Originally posted by Kloreep

There's no button for it, but there are two methods around it:
1) open up a new window for each post's "reply with quote" link and cut & paste them all into one
2) Open up one reply with quote, then copy the other posts from the "topic review" below the reply box and copy the formatting for them.

+1

Kloreep - thank you! I have been using method 2. I just assumed there was an easier and more efficient approach.

OK GF. I promise - no more triple posts.

MrWhereItsAt · December 10, 2003, 10:04

Apologies for inflicting this on people. I had hoped to do a poem like UnO's beautiful first post, or Darekill's fine effort, but it IS 3am, and I really wanted to post something a little cheery. So here, you go, read on at your own peril.

Take THIS PtWDG forum!

There once was a mighty quest,
To see MrWIA dead UnOrthOdOx would not rest,
He traveled along with his slave,
Needing badly a shave,
To which even a bear would attest

Into battles galore he would ride,
Whilst slashing down Spaniards with pride,
Searching in vain,
All through the plain,
"Where the f*** are you?" he cried.

A perplexed WIA was on the run
He couldn't understand this foul-fanged hun
Said to himself one day
"Why would he come all this way?"
"I wonder if it was 'cos I killed his son?'

Ennet · December 10, 2003, 10:06

cheeers mrWIA

rendelnep · December 10, 2003, 10:13

And that is the anwser to why GOW invaded spain

Aidun · December 10, 2003, 10:26

MWIA, I couldn't wait to see them posted

Great poem

I'll see if I can write one too. I was trying to compose a movie of the fall of Spain with fragments of The Two Towers, but unfortuately, Adobe Première doesn't accept my xvid codec in some way, because I can't properly edit it.

Aidun

Ennet · December 10, 2003, 13:21

hehe now that would be nice! :-)

Ennet · December 10, 2003, 13:58

Ok here is something from the Glory of War:

Song of the Glorious

Blood will float as swords sweat
Men will die and widows weep
Friend and foe will fall alike
When we rush out in the Glory of War

Our regiments rein the field once more
But after the slaughter it will be as before
Foes to fight, and nothing to adore
When we ride out in the Glory of War

Smoke lay thick as houses burn
Death and destruction will follow our turn
No matter where, close or afar
When we march out in the Glory of War

Friends fear as challengers charge
Men die by the archers’ award
Humiliations’ habit will repeat
When we sing out in the Glory of War

Stones rain, causing death and pain
Our end won’t be pleasant nor plain
The last minute spent alone
When we fall in the Glory of War

notyoueither · December 10, 2003, 14:09

That is very good, Ennet.

Ennet · December 10, 2003, 14:23

Thanks a lot :-) And well donegeal helped me to fix up the details :-)

Hot_Enamel · December 10, 2003, 18:28

Superb gentlemen

Beta · December 10, 2003, 23:36

Ennet.

And MWIA too.

But I really like Ennet's.

Tiberius · December 11, 2003, 03:03

Ennet:

Beta: a new limerick contest about the Bob war?

Darekill · December 11, 2003, 03:22

I like that.
Thanks for this. It truely adds to the game I think. Much more than any Flamewars....

And just a bit of Prosa..

A Heroes Tale.

He was a hero they said. The youngsters from the Glory of War told him that. The brave old men from the BASF told him too. He was a hero indeed.

His father used to tell him not to enter the frontranks in a battle. "It's not the first row to celebrate the victory" he used to say "but those who mob up the rests." An old mans advise, he thought. What does he know. He never sat in a saddle. He never felt the nervous power of a proud mare that is dancing and prancing in anticipation of a forthcomming charge. He knew. He was a BASF! One of the best Ansar that Neu Demogyptica had. At least that was it what his intructors told him back home in Stonedina. He remembered the day they rode out of the town.

Mayor Stonewall Jackson himself stood in front of the hundred young men on their horses. He did not say much, Stonie as they used to call him was never a man of many words. He was just standing there looking with a determined expression in his eyes and said one word only. "Go!" And they did go. They started riding out of the city with a song on their lipps like all of the BASF do when they charge or ride along. Singing and fighting is one. It sometimes chilled the bones of the enemy to hear the sound alone and that was something that made this unit unique.

They arrived just in time for the attack. The battle was close at hand and not all of them felt realy like singing. The tension in the air was so high, that one could hear the sound of a falling leave when it gently touched the ground.

Then their leader began to sing. "We rode in the morning..."
A thousend voices joined in "Arnablanca to the West!..."

They started to charge right away sining "From the Dreizack mountain foothills leading down to old Leon..".

He couldn't fall back! No way he could hold his horse back. He had to be one of the first to encounter the enemy and he was. He fought and it was a great fight. He was stinging and slabing and thrusting and slashing and hiting and killing all the way through the enemys ranks. He was the one to encourage those which had almost lost all their heart as they saw how strong the opposing knights were armored.

Then it was over.

His friend, had to tell him that he should consult a healer. He had not noticed the wound that was there on his side. Had not seen that some of the blood around him was his own. He did not care that there were a certain pain which craweld up from his haunches up to his chest. Suddendly he was tired. very tired indeed and he was falling. Down. Closer to the mother earth. The very ground which was the reason for the fighting. The soil which was the future for his land, his sons and daughters to be. He never realised that he reached it. He lost his consciousness.

The next he remebered was a young lass that bend over him.
"Ah he's awake." she said with the voice of an angel. "How will he take the news?".
The doctor came and talked to him. It was clear that something had happened to him. He had to realise that he was missing his left leg.

It took him weeks but he gained back his strength and they gave him a wooden leg but he'd never ride again. They send him back to Stonedina and told him that he was a true Hero.

Now he is on his way again. A hero, a beggar, a cripple. some people show pitty to him and give him food and drinks. Sometimes he even gets some coins when he tells his story but not many because there were a lot of heroes around these days. Far to many...

Edit: removed some typos and changed it a bit...

Aidun · December 11, 2003, 10:28

And that gives a man to think.

It is beautiful

Most beautiful of all is the contrast between Ennet's poem and Darekill's tale.

Aidun

Ennet · December 12, 2003, 13:52

nice story, i liked it a lot :-) specially the moral of it :-)

Beta · December 13, 2003, 19:34

Darekill -

Theseus · December 14, 2003, 18:51

Hey, at least your hero is still alive...

(j/k)

Well written, indeed.

Darekill · December 15, 2003, 03:08

Thanks. It was upon me to prove that I can do better than to write silly little poems

Master Zen · December 15, 2003, 05:06

Sehr gut Herr Darekill

Darekill · December 15, 2003, 08:03

Vielen Dank Herr Master Zen!
Du darfst mich aber ruhig duzen

Translation:
Thank's a lot Mr. Master Zen!
You can say you to me

(I know that the last sentence doesn't make any sense to you but in germany there are two words for the english "you". There is the formal form "Sie" which is used in the context of "Herr soundso" and the informal "Du" so if he would have said "Sehr gut Darekill" it would have been informal. The "Du" form but since he used "Herr" it was the formal form. In german foren we almost exclusively use the informal "du" form to talk to each other. End of german lesson)

rendelnep · December 16, 2003, 06:53

Wow i haven't had a german lesson for four years 'Ich bin ein bedliner" Stupid failing school system

Darekill · December 16, 2003, 09:52

You are a... ???
Berliner?
Never mind.

Tiberius · December 16, 2003, 10:00

Vielleicht "bedliner" war in Englisch

He is a "bed liner"

Theseus · December 17, 2003, 01:48

Well, since we are straying as off-topic as possible:

There are a bunch of us who are fans of an English comedian named Eddie Izzard. In one of his skits, he goes on about how JFK said "Ich bin ein Berliner" and that that is wrong in the German language, in that it says he is a pastry (which is pretty funny)... and that instead he should have said "Ich bin Berliner".

Yes?

No?

Darekill · December 17, 2003, 02:58

Oh, to be quite honest. Beeing a nativ german I never figured out what sounded so funny with "Ich bin ein Berliner". It is absolutely correct to say that and it realy means "I am one of the citizens of Berlin". But the second sentence you used the shorter form "Ich bin Berliner" is more usual by far and if at all possible more correct there is no doubt about the meaning it's more like "I'm a citizen of Berlin".

So now to the Pastry thing. Yes there is a certain pastry which in some parts of germany is called "Berliner". It is comparable to a doughnut but without the hole in the middle. In Berlin however this is pastry is called a "Krapfen" not to mix up with "Karpfen" the fish.

No one with any brain in his mind would do a statemen which would say "Ich bin ein Krapfen" so germans wouldn't understand JFK's statement in that way though I must admit that it can indeed be read like that if one has bad intends....

Arrian · December 17, 2003, 09:52

Heh, interesting Darekill. Thanks for that.

-Arrian

Master Zen · December 17, 2003, 16:14

Quote:

Originally posted by Darekill

(I know that the last sentence doesn't make any sense to you but in germany there are two words for the english "you". There is the formal form "Sie" which is used in the context of "Herr soundso" and the informal "Du" so if he would have said "Sehr gut Darekill" it would have been informal. The "Du" form but since he used "Herr" it was the formal form. In german foren we almost exclusively use the informal "du" form to talk to each other. End of german lesson)

That's actually one of the few things which is similar between german and spanish. Here, the "du" is "tu" and the "Sie" is "usted". Like in Germany we only use the "usted" when talking either to an older person, someone of respect, or someone of higher rank. Then again, usage varies among countries, in Costa Rica for example, everyone uses "usted" for everything, even with your family, friends and girlfriends.

(beendet hier die spanische Lektion)

vondrack · December 17, 2003, 17:02

Same in Czech - ty (=du) & Vy (=Sie).

badams52 · December 17, 2003, 17:15

I think English is one of the few languages that don't have the you and you formal distiction. Though you could make a case for sir and madam being you formal. Another thing missing from English: one word for you plural. (and don't tell me y'all is it

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