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Detective Burrfoot is ahead of the game, I laugh when I watch from afar. Tat for tit and a bit in another name, Impartial, I follow only my star.
This was rare. I'm the one who's having to open up the studio first. Usually, the tech guys would be here long before I turned up.
How do you feel now it's done A stunning tale Of setting sun Played like a fiddle A catch me out riddle Strumming on heartstrings Is a wicked thing Elaborate charade.
Ok folks here we go. Tough choices, don't you know But as I am the official recorder Here's the results, in reverse order...
Oh hello and welcome to the show, My name is Alex and I will be your host, Who is reading today, let's take a gander, Feel free to repost, Oh hello, welcome to the game, Have I already mentioned my...
Well gentlewomen and ladyboys ;) it was a tough call. You all did very well and I loved all of the pieces. But there's only one taskmaster.
The Opuss Crowd, Writing our words so proud, I just want to say thanks this way, Before I head off for some zoo-y days, There's a hell of a lot of you, I know, Even I look at this and think...
I sighed, annoyed at myself. A whole week had passed, and not a single, bloody thing has been written. Absolutely nothing. I couldn't get my head gears grinding. They were just sitting there, dormant.
For people that like to read stories on opuss... : My friend is writing a story called "Search For The Missing." And thinks she's a bad writer, but shes really not.
"Oh flipping hell, nobody woke me up again." He said, waking in his bath "Where's my rubber ducky and my squeeky giraffe?" With no time to lose he got himself ready He quickly scoffed some Frosted...
I turn round and there it is. Your gaze finding mine. I never realised I was so interesting, But here you give me a sign. I never knew that you watched me, Perhaps if I really did.
I wrote something. Yay. Or no yay. What you say little brother. Too bad the write of free could be over--unless it rests in my case. "lulz" was a rather decent reply if slang was deeply concerned.
I am a Rocket Powered Ape in a land of exponential growth, everyone is so thin that their internal circuits and endoskeletons are permanently on show, this is an abstract concept to me.
I don't know what to write next for crazy kid, so I read through all of the different parts and I've decided that the last one will be good enough to be the end!.
Welcome to the show Oh, how little you know I've really yet to start it Many more tales left to go This life lasting, Consuming all show That will not move you all, No.
The battlefield was ripe, With temper and with strife, Opussians and Fairytalers, Fighting life for life.
There was a time when we were distant you and I, There was a time I was resistant and you were persistent in seeing you and I. Now that you and I met, you didn't like I and neither did I.
Hey Jude, Did you hear what happened to George. His Yellow Submarine got trapped in an underwater gorge. He tried to cry Help, But no one came. It was a quick Hello Goodbye for poor George's fame.
... All of a sudden I sprung upright in my bed. I looked around and sighed with relief as I realised i was back in my room. Thank god, it was all just a dream. FEAR NOT.
Before there were three there was one, And Melody was his name. All alone in the Opuss world, But then he found his fame.
We interrupt this broadcast of The Battle to bring a news flash. In the middle of all this fighting, it seems I have found my 200th follower. IndiaSparrow, take a bow.
I would just like to say, That even though the title slipped away, I've had a bit of naughty play, Everyone's had lots to say Took part in attempt to slay The Dark Priestess this very day.
So that was it. Your crowning glory.
*warning ranting content* Not human. No soul. I'll devour you up whole. Not there. You sure. Then what are you doing that for. Goosebumps. Those chills. Thats me giving those thrills, Don't care.