A GLOOOOORIOUS howl for a GLOOOOORIOUS project!
GLOOOOORIOUS Mad Libs.
((The lib is ready! Before posting a link to it, though, I want to get permission from those named in the song just to make sure they're okay with their characters being mentioned in the lyrics. ^^ So, for those of you that I'm not able to speak to directly tonight, I'll be sending a letter before I sign off tonight with a link, and if you could let me know yay or nay if you're okay with it, that'd be awesome. Thanks!))
((EDIT: Failed to get the messages out last night because I kind of crashed mid-RP at 3AM. xD Will get them out this morning!))
((EDIT EDIT: Lib has been delayed slightly, will update ASAP!))
((EDIT: Failed to get the messages out last night because I kind of crashed mid-RP at 3AM. xD Will get them out this morning!))
((EDIT EDIT: Lib has been delayed slightly, will update ASAP!))
Edited by Drakehide on 3/30/2012 10:26 AM PDT
((After much deliberation...I present to you the mad lib. I figger now's a good time for it, because it should bring a couple chuckles during what's a most tense IC atmosphere in-game right now.))
((Disclaimer: I do not own the vast majority of what's in this song. Please take this song as what it is: A mad lib, and mostly OOC, where the lyrics do not actually represent the IC views or opinions of specific groups or individuals, it's all just for giggles and fun. xD))
((Here goes!))
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihP2oGAzig4
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
the regular crowd shuffles in
There's a mustache-twirling villain sitting next to me
Makin' love to his ham and his frying pan.
He says, Son can you play me a bananaphone?
I'm not really sure how it goes...
But it's gargantuan and it's furry and I knew it complete,
When I wore a younger man's loincloth.
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the punching bag man
sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for riding training,
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now, Abominus, at the bar, is a friend of mine
Who gives me my elbows for free,
And he's quick with a dance or to light up your gnomes,
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says Gentyl, I believe this is killing me
As the smile ran away from his liver,
Well I'm sure that I could be a Demo Man,
If I could get out of this place!
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Now Warchief Garrosh is a taxonomist
Who never had time to grow trees
And he's talking with Kettle-boss who's annoying your officers,
And probably will be for life.
And the Ebon Sanction is practicing politics
As the Homeland slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink to the fall of the Modas
But it's better than drinking alone
Sing us a song, you're the paid assassin man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for sparkles
And you've got us feelin' alright.
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday,
And Raoul gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to desecrate
To forget about arrows to the knee for awhile.
And the piano sounds like shattering bones,
And the microphone smells like Zawne
And they sit at the bar and put Chromie in my jar
And say "Beloved, what are you doin' here?"
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the sharpshooter man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a vorpal sword
And you've got us feelin' alright.
((My apologies for taking so long to complete this, everyone. Ended up recording a trial run of this, and then re-recorded it after tweaking audio settings, editing software, the mic, etc. From a tech standpoint the finished product is better but my voice has been terribly scratchy the last few days. ^^;))
((PS, I have a couple more mad libs we've done inside Homeland that are accessible via the Homeland forums, for those of you on the site. For those of you who aren't, send me a PM and I can throw you the links in-game. ^^ Again, thanks for watching, and for your patience!))
((Disclaimer: I do not own the vast majority of what's in this song. Please take this song as what it is: A mad lib, and mostly OOC, where the lyrics do not actually represent the IC views or opinions of specific groups or individuals, it's all just for giggles and fun. xD))
((Here goes!))
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihP2oGAzig4
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
the regular crowd shuffles in
There's a mustache-twirling villain sitting next to me
Makin' love to his ham and his frying pan.
He says, Son can you play me a bananaphone?
I'm not really sure how it goes...
But it's gargantuan and it's furry and I knew it complete,
When I wore a younger man's loincloth.
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the punching bag man
sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for riding training,
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now, Abominus, at the bar, is a friend of mine
Who gives me my elbows for free,
And he's quick with a dance or to light up your gnomes,
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says Gentyl, I believe this is killing me
As the smile ran away from his liver,
Well I'm sure that I could be a Demo Man,
If I could get out of this place!
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Now Warchief Garrosh is a taxonomist
Who never had time to grow trees
And he's talking with Kettle-boss who's annoying your officers,
And probably will be for life.
And the Ebon Sanction is practicing politics
As the Homeland slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink to the fall of the Modas
But it's better than drinking alone
Sing us a song, you're the paid assassin man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for sparkles
And you've got us feelin' alright.
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday,
And Raoul gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to desecrate
To forget about arrows to the knee for awhile.
And the piano sounds like shattering bones,
And the microphone smells like Zawne
And they sit at the bar and put Chromie in my jar
And say "Beloved, what are you doin' here?"
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the sharpshooter man
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a vorpal sword
And you've got us feelin' alright.
((My apologies for taking so long to complete this, everyone. Ended up recording a trial run of this, and then re-recorded it after tweaking audio settings, editing software, the mic, etc. From a tech standpoint the finished product is better but my voice has been terribly scratchy the last few days. ^^;))
((PS, I have a couple more mad libs we've done inside Homeland that are accessible via the Homeland forums, for those of you on the site. For those of you who aren't, send me a PM and I can throw you the links in-game. ^^ Again, thanks for watching, and for your patience!))
Drake! Don't drink to the fall of the Modas! You'll lose one of your greatest drinking buddies!
Well played Bananaphone, Well played.
((It's all just OOC mad libs silliness, Aethel. You think Drake would ever be drinking with the Ebon Sanction? Outside of the context of drinking over their corpses, of course...*giggle, followed by le me dodging flying objects* xD))
((And thanks, Tekel! Much appreciated!))
((And thanks, Tekel! Much appreciated!))
Edited by Drakehide on 4/6/2012 8:02 AM PDT
I know :P hence the lack of brackets! Haha!
((I tend to be a little bracket-happy. xD))
This is remarkable. Good work.
((Thanks very much, Gentyl! ^^ Much appreciated!))
Edited by Drakehide on 4/6/2012 11:53 AM PDT
((haha, this is fantasic. awesome song choice, too! x3 ))
((Thanks, Thelinna and Tyrynna. ^^ *is most thoroughly whacked by frying pan*))
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