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The wind blows through trees tall as towers

The sun rises happily and there it hovers

The bees hum their rhythm and head for the flowers

As the birds begin songs, dew drops in misty showers.

 

The ray of light lands on you eye lashes

Gently teasing on the misty washes

of yesterday's dreams, hopes like geysers

as the prospect of more slumber dashes.

 

Is this the day you ask once again

Is this the day the riddle is slain

to give you the prize of patient gain

but soon you realize to your disdain

 

Ballads will sing of heroes fallen

in battle they were smitten and then broken

Heroic tales of courage so molten

Battles won and death so wanton

 

Heinous acts, betrayal and treason

all to be told in the coming season

Flowing blood, limbs and sinew

all so rendered without much reason

 

The day has come as not yet, soon he says but not yet

Believe him not you think I bet, this is all a plot to get us set

to take the fall from grace, expectation highly met

but he says again, soon but not yet, Just not yet!

 

:blink: :(

 

SG

Dear SG,

 

Either this is going to be really good or you getting Married.

 

Happy and Blissful one min and then She is ready to sell all your models at a yard sale the next. :blink:

 

Your Poems seem to lead to that.

 

Well, I dont know about you but here in the States Football season comes all to soon. In the mean time its locking my self in my hobby room for a few hours a week to keep my marriage happy. (well, I can deal with it a lot better.)

 

I use to wright poems to my wife...... well then I got lucky..... and then I ended up getting to emotional and bought a ring. (:cuss was I thinking??????) I guess the Getting Lucky part got to my head.

 

Any way, If you are (just joking before) good luck and Three cheers for SG.

 

If your not, Your one Crazy Cat who likes to see his brothers squirm. Eather way Vet Serg Schadrack stands ready, Bolter in Hand, to help out.

 

"For the LION! (and Maybe SG)"

 

PS dont tell my wife what I wrote I am already in the dog house for not panting the windows this week. (I suggested Dark Angel Green. That did not go over to well either. See what trouble this game can get you into.....) Sound of wip cracking. Got to go. :(

If your not, Your one Crazy Cat who likes to see his brothers squirm.

 

Got it in one Schad1974! Since I am married to a wonderful woman and have another 4 month old woman to nag me even more.. I guess I take my venrgeance on the frater...

 

Soon.... but not yet! ( i love that statement from Gladiator!):blink:

 

SG

Nooooooooo!

 

I had such hope. Good news had recently come my way. News from central command was that all the forces of 4th company, all but I, are scheduled to go to the Michiganus sector and provide support to our forces already operating in the area.

 

While I was given the sole duty of maintaining operations here at the home base, I consoled myself with the thoughts of being able to spend some extra time in my workshop, and also down at the armory. Dreadnought XXVI has not been tended too in awhile. Meanwhile heard that SG was about to dispense one of his fabled "tasks". Allas my fear is that my time of solitude will not coinside with SG's event. One can only hope.

[At the moment, Vinny is grabbing a keg full of ale and pouring the stuff down his throat, and is still trying to talk]

 

St-... gurgle gurgle... Stop... =ME= befor-... gurgle... he... gurgle gurgle gurgle... kills us... gurgle... all!

 

[His eyes rolls into its sockets, and he passes out on the floor]

 

THUD.

 

Ow...

*Rico steps forward and knocks ==Him== out*

 

sorry Brother Asmodel, but it's better our sanity, ours and yours

 

 

gah what was i thinking, knocking out a Supreme Grand Master.. gah there goes my career :P :devil:

 

^_^

 

SG: when are you finally going to reveal stuff, we are anxious to start

 

hmm letme guess..... i'll get a soon :D

thankfully i can distract my mind with other tasks til SG makes the grand opening of whatever he has planned :devil:

yeah same here... heaps of IG to paint :D

 

but i'm sure that i speak for all (well atleast most) of us that we are very curious to see what SG (and most likely the Inner Circle) is up to now ^_^

[His eyes rolls into its sockets, and he passes out on the floor]

 

Finally! it was about time for your interrogation!

 

......your a odd bunch aren't you
yes, yes we are

 

*starts bashing head on wall again*

Hey Chappie... Give me a cup of al-... nah too light...

 

Uhhh... a nice cup of Valhalan Vodka... You know... the stuff that tastes like rubbing alcohol and turns you a shade of purple and knocks you out good when you take it, you know?

 

Just get me a nice glass of that and I'll repent as much as ya want...

*Novarius walks in*

"Good thing some of us are not drunk and insane"

*Looks behind Vinny*

"Look Vinny, Lord Calgar!"

*Novarius laughs as Vinny attempts to stand up and salute his chapter master, only to realise that theres no one there*

*Novarius laughs even harder when Vinny sits back down, downs his Valhalan's Vodka and falls backwards off his stool*

"Anyone know what we are ment to be waiting for?"

*Asmodel stumbles out of his corner, fumbling for his harmonica*

 

Rico, I have a special assignment for you...

 

*Ties various meat substances to rico's armorless form*

 

Go watch after the Lions for a while, and remeber, you can't hurt them :)

 

*Continues to look for his harmonica, and Vainny's drink*

Rico, I have a special assignment for you...

 

*Ties various meat substances to rico's armorless form*

 

Go watch after the Lions for a while, and remeber, you can't hurt them ;)

gah *starts running*

 

gotta think of something fast....

 

*Continues to look for his harmonica*

 

ooooh look what i found here.. a harmonica :devil:

 

*tries to play a song but scares the lions away*

 

well that takes care of that :)

My drink... is... gone? :)

 

*tears creeps into his eyes as he stares at the empty spot where his drink was*

 

Give that damn harmonica, Rico...

 

*pulls up a stool, puts on black shades, then suddenly looks very depressed. Saxophone plays in the background*

 

BA BA BA DUM

 

I got the blues...

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