Reply With QuoteOw, how my sides hurt!
Alas; my laughter, verily, could not be contained.
Just dropping by, as a Shakespeare geek, to express my approval of such Shakespeare related fun!
Hector: What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match? Art thou of blood and honour?
Thersites: No, no, I am a rascal; a scurvy railing knave: a very filthy rogue.
Hector: I do believe thee: live.
Ow, how my sides hurt!
Alas; my laughter, verily, could not be contained.
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Originally Posted by TheSpiritFox
It's literally the first thing I said to you, genius.
Every chance you get or can create I've seen you bitching about CF, it's all over the RPG rewards section, it's here, it's in off topic. Tiny little passive agressive comments aimed at her, this is just the last time I can bother to see it without pointing it out and saying 'What the fuck, dude.' Passive aggressives are the most pathetic form of bully and your piss poor attitude the passed few weeks, with her and with others, just put you on my shit list. I can't wait to see how you fare.
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Now to read the actual play.. which I also can't wait for.
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LOL, Sinrus, you bloody genius. I approve to the utmost degree!
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I love it!
Proof that I am the AntiChrist
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Huzzah
Excellently done.
Just dropping by, as a Shakespeare geek, to express my approval of such Shakespeare related fun!Hurrah, my life has meaning!
THE POWER IS YOURS
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This... this is something TheBlackMan highly approves of.
Continue on, Sinrus.
Act I
Scene II
Enter Azarthes, Rilla, and Servant, played by Tempest
Azarthes
But Dex is bound as well as I,
In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think,
For men so old as we to keep the peace.
Rilla
Of honourable reckoning are you both;
And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long.
But now, my lord, what say you to my suit?
Azarthes
But saying o'er what I have said before:
My child is yet a stranger in the world;
He hath not seen the change of fourteen years,
Let two more summers wither in their pride,
Ere we may think him ripe to be a bride.
Rilla
Younger than he are happy mothers made.
Azarthes
And too soon marr'd are- Yondaime is a man!
Rilla
Point being?
Azarthes
He can't be a mother!
Rilla
That's what you think.
Azarthes
But- What- How-
Rilla
Yep.
Azarthes
Alright, enough of this terrible farce.
The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but he,
He is the hopeful lady of my earth:
But woo him, gentle Rilla, get his heart,
My will to his consent is but a part;
An he agree, within his scope of choice
Lies my consent and fair according voice.
This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,
Whereto I have invited many a guest,
Such as I love; and you, among the store,
One more, most welcome, makes my number more.
At my poor thread look to behold this night
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
When well-apparell'd April on the heel
Of limping winter treads, even such delight
Among the fresh male buds shall you this night
Inherit at my thread; hear all, all see,
And like him most whose merit most shall be:
Which on more view, of many mine being one
May stand in number, though in reckoning none,
Come, go with me.
To Tempest, giving a paper
Go, sirrah, trudge about
Through fair RPG; find those persons out
Whose names are written there, and to them say,
My thread and welcome on their pleasure stay.
Exit Azarthes and Rilla
Tempest
Find them out whose names are written here! It is written, that the writer should meddle with his photoshop, and the graphics artist with his books, the spammer with his spell check, and the grammar nazi with his lolcats; but I am sent to find those persons whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the writing person hath here writ. I must to the learned.--In good time.
Enter Karnee and Foxes
Karnee
Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,
One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;
One desperate grief cures with another's languish:
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
Foxes
Your plaintain-leaf is excellent for that.
Karnee
For what, I pray thee?
Foxes
For your broken shin.
Karnee
U mad bro?
Foxes
Not mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;
Shut up in prison, kept without my food,
Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow.
Tempest
God gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read?
Foxes
Ay, mine own fortune in my misery.
Tempest
Perhaps you have learned it without book: but, I
pray, can you read any thing you see?
Foxes
Ay, if I know the letters and the language.
Tempest
Ye say honestly: rest you merry!
Foxes
Wait, what are you doing on a forum if you can't read?
Tempest
This n' that.
Foxes
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Tempest
Stop pointing out plot holes and read the letter.
Foxes
Will do.
Reads
'Signior Kestrel and his wife and daughters;
County Dudel and his beauteous sisters; the lady
widow of Rocketman; Signior Tarin and his lovely
nieces; Captain Toellner and his brother Guru; mine
uncle Azarthes, his wife and daughters; my fair nephew
Hank J Wimbleton; Ava; Signior PrimezTimez and his cousin
TheDoctor, Fantasia and the lively Jaxi.' A fair
assembly: whither should they come?
Tempest
Up.
Foxes
Whither?
Tempest
To supper; to our thread.
Foxes
Whose thread?
Tempest
My master's.
Foxes
Indeed, I should have ask'd you that before.
Tempest
Now I'll tell you without asking: my master is the great rich Azarthes; and if you be not of the Ermine Sophists, I pray, come and get shitfaced. Rest you merry!
He exits
Karnee
At this same ancient feast of Azarthes'
Sups the fair HJW whom thou so lovest,
With all the admired beauties of RPG:
Go thither; and, with unattainted eye,
Compare his face with some that I shall show,
And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
Foxes
When the devout religion of mine eye
Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;
And these, who often drown'd could never die,
Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars!
One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun
Ne'er saw his match since first the world begun.
Karnee
Tut, you saw him fair, none else being by,
Himself poised with himself in either eye:
But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd
Your lord's love against some other man
That I will show you shining at this feast,
And he shall scant show well that now shows best.
Foxes
I'll go along, no such sight to be shown,
But to rejoice in splendor of mine own.
They exit
THE POWER IS YOURS
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OMG!!! I LOVE IT!!! XD
I have one question though...
U mad bro? XD
Dark Karnee has Arrived
My work here is done.Spoiler
Excellent as usual Sinrus.
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