Write Week 7!!!!!!! Directions inside for newbs!

[Geno]

Deadline: 11:59 P.M. Pacific, Tuesday Feb 6th, 16 line max, one entry per person.

Winner receives an accomplishment.
Based on original content, flow, rhyme complexity, and relation to the subject. Everyone writes.based on this image and drops there rhymes in this thread. After the deadline voting will commence. Everyone who dropped a verse HAS TO VOTE.. & You CAN NOT vote for YOURSELF.

No signups neccessary. Just drop 16 lines.

http://i.imgur.com/n0hxiQB.jpg

[Vulgar]

It was the fear of the razor veneer that serrated her tears
her peers in the basement let out their jeers of amazement
because their ethereal matron was basically fierce
It appeared as a waste when she'd face them with shears
or use garden tools; this hardened, cruel, persuasive dhampir
Being chained to the furnace deteriorated their will
and, estranged of their purpose, they debated 'self kill'
But their rage could smelt steal, and they learned, with such dread
that their 'mother' had kidnapped them, and decided to murk her instead
internal distress, bloody murder - revenge?!
the pale, handcuffed children sat in procession like some church of the dead
Cursing whatever foul source gave birth to her head
while some were resolute about their plan, an influx of nervousness spread

but together, they reached consensus. They'd search for keys...
to turn them free and salvage the spines left from their burning leaves

[MMLP]

Dear diary, I’ve been awoken by the whistling birds.
Now my opened eyes are beginning to lurk,
as they blissfully chirp around our chestnut tree.
Just thinking of words as I inspect the scene.
To express my glee of a wondrous sight.
It sets us free from the thunder at night.
Under the covers we’d hide to weather the storms
from the dozens of fighters checking the floors.
Heading towards us as the panic hits.
Hunting the rest of us all in those frantic blitz
In an annexe in which we’d hide in closets
But it’s a small attic window that provides a solace.
Things I have noticed and was quick to denote.
Supplies a promise with a glimmer of hope.
The gift of a home and omitting one’s sorrow
Living in optimism with the promise of tomorrow – August 3rd 1944

[sral]

Genocides Faggot Tree

It's embodied by the man himself, rough around the edges,
and at a loss to understand why I cut him down; defenceless.
There's nothing there of merit, just a shell of a man
who'll never flourish into anything beside an empty and bland
entity standing opened-armed to embrace opportunities missed.
Appendages hanging solemnly while the loser within
refuses to give his all as his only chance is waning
never moving an inch toward his own goals or aspirations.
His own procrastination overshadows his body of work
and holds him back from greatness. It's what he deserves.
Every knot is a turning point he refused to acknowledge
each notch a recurring scar in a suture symbolic
of his muted responses to falling apart at the seams.
To be brutally honest, I'd rather he leave.
The bark has depleted and you've grown absurd to me
so until you start to see reason, farewell my old adversary.

[Geno]

Stiff as a board, its hard to get those ligaments warm
Her crotch is a forest, housing every wasp as it swarms
She stands tall, a monster, been raped, but not with a dick
Axe to her head, for baseball bats and popsickle sticks
Just stop with the shit, for every homes built from her bones
Lumber jacks tear'r down, drive 12 penny nails thru her soul
Her knobby legs bowed, as shes left with knotts in her flesh
Knocked to the floor and walked accross, the hobbies of men
Probably bent, yet and still, there she lyes, just as beautiful now
As she was in the wild, before we all put our boots to her mouth
Just imagjne her roots, a family tree, strong, passionate, sweet
Growing smaller & smaller, until shes forced to crash in the street
How sultry we act, taken for granted, by the saw or an axe
Teeth tear ino flesh, burning bridges, im uphauled by the act

[King Ra.]

These are masculine times, left brain action aligned
with pathogens combined as the hypothalamus declines.
It's tragic, a sign; the roots are dry and branches are bare
the death of a goddess, the sudden end of her kindness and care.
Within the spirit of man lies a darkness, savageness flared
in it's wake anger, violence and sadness is scarce.
She's raped, torn and forgotten, her body rots and decays
she's no longer equal- only exists to submit herself as a slave.
But lo' and behold, times are changing, there's a shift in the age
the pineal activated, awakened- she's breaking the chains.
Bringing the pain, sweet revenge to those who fought and opposed
reality's a bitch when you're getting fucked even though her legs are closed.
This is hidden knowledge and power for those with eyes open to seek,
who can see beyond the fallacies the weak constantly speak,
whose third eye shines the most and the fire within rises and reaches it's peak,
those who can decipher this verse & understand that the imagery is really more than a tree....


peace.

[Sunny]

Too many things on her mind
Life is hard
Nobody care bout her
Nobody call her
Sitting here in cold world
Trying to figure out what went wrong
But she stay strong
Things not going right
But she don't give up
Pray to heal the pain inside her
She breathing here
Till she set free
Go through the trees
Now she succeed
No more strife
Went on her knees and thank the Lord for making this far

[Sammy]

Did u know, in Southeast Asia, tree barks are a deli***y
properly prepped, the smell is unique. Grounded curry with a light scent of lemon. A squeeze.
Not too much ‘cause the true punch rests in the subtle mix of cayenne and fermented beans

2013, I remember visiting motherland. The local tastes disgusted me
But momma said “it’s the soul, not the recipe”
Ahhhh “soul food”, I get it.
But I’d soon find myself in tune to the pkar roots and mangosteen
Desserts were rice steamed in banana leaves. Fuck a spoon, finger food all day. We like to stay in touch.

The ballad of evening was humdrum. With the occasional overture of forest geese.
They’re noisy. Streets paved and poised in red layers of storied sentiments.
Seventy-five was a far cry; in war you’ll find peace is posthumous.
So we don’t accept Jesus. God exists, to be fair. How else would we harvest fish, right?
Tonight i dine on the Mekong. Four courses and night shade
As motherland serves her soul with brevity and light squeeze of lemon that life gave

[Saint]

"Gaea's Form"

Dangling eve- a tangle of seams hang in the breeze,
Once a place of reprieve now birds no longer play with the bees.
Men raping the green. Inflating. taped off the scene-
By greater machines; hard times call for exchanging the rings.
For paper & shaped figurines. I live off borrowing time,
Tomorrow just died so a scent of death fills the air of what's hollow inside.
But I remain strong, n its why nature is heeding my call
If I fall in the woods... only sounds heard are grinding teeth of a saw.
Leaping leaves in the fall, stripped bare to some lovers
Even the hearts carved in my bark turned dark and never recovered
Gods a fraud! He's useless. Branches held knotted nooses,
Swaying bodies; gruesome. Assisted more suicides than docs prosecuted
Logs uprooted. My children grew up to leave daddy
Before they left sewn their wild oats. I raised the seed sapplings
Be happy. Were all born witha dream, more than it seems
Cause I'm just a muse of human condition & took it's form within me

[Nick James]

http://i.imgur.com/n0hxiQB.jpg


so what if she follows the lies n swallows her pride
cuz the rough edges only make her more hollow inside
she seen where it was leadin next as she grabs his galaxy 3 n checks
scrollin thru deleted texts shes forced to see pictures of sum heated sex
tears form n they drop, her hearts in her throat n its caught
him cheatin was no more than a thought, sooo much for hopin hes not
now shes full of doubt n distress her heart poundin in n out of her chest
thinkin her hairs such a mess n knowin he wont come out n confess
she plays the scene in her mind, looks around at what shes leavin behind
knowin the grief over time will buckle her from the knee to the spine
she knew this day wuld come, she was just a virgin n young
whether u stay or u run, who's to say that either way isnt dumb
she hears him cut off the shower n she starts to sit up in her seat
her heart pumps n it beats she swallows back the lump n she speaks..
then he walks up n plants a kiss plump on her cheek.
so what if she follows the lies, n swallows her pride
cuz the rough edges only make her more hollow inside

[Geno]

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Im gonna close this and let the voting commence since we have 9 solid showings now Vulgar MMLP sraL King Ra. Sunny Sammy Infiltration Unemployed


Each of the writers are expected to vote on someone other than yourself. Thanks for a good turn out here guys. Lets try to get this closed as quickly as possible.



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[Geno]

...i got Sammy in here this week.

In at #2 i got Vulgar
And at #3 i got King Ra.

No need to vote on a 2nd 3rd or any other place only the winner recieves an accomplishment. I just think its cool to let the top 3 imo know where they stand..

Thought sammy's take on the pic was really unique and the writing was well crafted and original. Well done sammy.

[Sunny]

Everyone did spectacular job with the flow
Lyrics go with topic
All entertaining to me
Very strong & powerful verses
Vote Genocide

[Nick James]

vote - infilitration

felt his rhyme scheme expressed the emotion n conveyed his mssg a bit better than the rest

good read from everybody tho

[Geno]

So its ..

sammy 1
Geno 1
Infiltration 1

Need votes from the rest of the participanta.
..also would be great to have some outside votes to

MMLP sraL Vulgar Infiltration King Ra. Sammy


@other members pls. A simple vote cast would be awesome. Keep it short and sweet or detailed if you like. Just cast a vote and i will gladly reapond to any link dropped with it if you wish. Thanks in advance..

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[Inno]

Sammy is a beast yo.

Out maneuvered even vulgar the vet.

V- sammy

[Geno]

Sammy 2
Geno 1
Infiltration 1

[King Ra.]

I enjoyed reading everyone's verses, some really dope writers graced us with some cool, fresh material. My vote goes to Unemployed. His story wasn't complex and as detailed as some of the other participants, but the simplicity of his story (a woman who is dealing with a cheating partner) and the flow was pretty smooth and connected, and I really liked how he ended with the same two lines from the beginning, flipped. That was clever.

Big ups to everyone though.

[Sammy]

V/ unemployed. The writing itself was mediocre but the angle separated it from all the Mother Earth/Mother Nature stuff that everyone ran with.

[Inno]

Genocide let me know when the next one starts

[Rude]

There were some really dope verses I think Sammy's stood out the most for me, because he just took it in a completely different direction.

The theme of food, and using the picture to get there was brilliant. Also feel like there was a little bit of comparison of 'motherland' to mother earth - thus also keeping the picture tied into the theme. loved the soul food play on words. and this one :

Fuck a spoon, finger food all day. We like to stay in touch.

the finger/touch connection there was dope.

light squeeze of lemon that life gave

so V/Sammy


but some others I enjoyed :

Unemployed - Also outside the box and i like how you used the theme of being hollow to connect to the tree.

Infiltration - If I fall in the woods... only sounds heard are grinding teeth of a saw
clean flow, and love the connection to the age old question "if a tree falls in the woods - does it make a sound?"

King Ra - loved the syntax and language and flow, your verse is probably the same tone/theme I would have went with.

Genocide - dope af imagery/flow. I liked all the different reasons you gave for ppl to dissect the tree for until it basically rots/falls or gets completely cut down.

Lars - was also completely outside of the box, and entertaining to boot.

MMLP - dope way to flip the anne frank angle.

Vulgar - the multis/flow was sick +rep for using Dhampir in the verse, definitely not something I expected to see on this topic.

[MMLP]

1. Sammy
2. Geno

these two stood out for me!

This should be a regular thing (write week)!

[Geno]

Sammy 3
Geno 1
Infiltration 1
Unemployed 2

We have have some good voting happening here guise. ThNks to everyone fore there votes. Lets get some more votes in heahhh.

[sral]

I mean, I liked Sammy's but it was a bit too left-field of the topic even though it was nice to me. I felt like he was reaching a bit to try and tie that in to the topic provided, regardless of how well written it was.

[sral]

Infiltration did well but blatantly took my idea and did something different with it lol.

Unemployed seemed to be inspired by both mine and Inf's and came up with something between the two. That's how I read it at least. The "heated sex" lines wording was a little corny but the repeated beginning and end flip was very well done, verse was solid other than that.

Vulgar crushed this. Loved his verse. Nice subtle change of style, reminded me of old me somewhat I guess at the start.

Inf was very clean but his idea was too similar to what I did before it.

I didn't feel King Ra's as he's done the whole God thing very recently in memory in the AWOL but I ain't mad if he gets voted for it because some may not have seen that.

So I guess, Sammy was the best here for originality even if the flow wasn't the best and scheming at times was a little odd with some long ass lines. His take on the topic didn't really "fit" to me, but that aside it was well done. Vulgar had content and flow on point, and in topic. So he is near the top. Geno had flow but not the content the others had. Inf had a solid enough all round verse but came too similar to what I did and that put me off his verse somewhat to be honest. Unemployed flipped the topic well and had flow, no real hiccups aside from heated sex really so he is a strong contender.

I basically have it as Sammy, Vulgar and Unemployed. Out of the three I'd probably say Sammy and Unemployed did more I liked, and out of those two I'd probably say Sammy had a far better take on the topic but Unemployed did more with what was there and didn't rely on it too loosely to create something too far removed.

I liked both but I'm gonna give Un the nod here, purely personal preference as Sammy seemed to go on too far of a tangent for me to give it him here.

[Geno]

3 sammy
1 geno
1 infiltration
3 unemployed

More votes

[Rude]

3 sammy
1 geno
1 infiltration
3 unemployed

More votes


Should be 4-1-1-3 right ?

Sammy (Inno, Geno, Rude, MMLP) 4
Geno - (Sunny) 1
Infiltration (Unemployed) 1
Unemployed (King Ra, Sammy, Lars) 3

[Geno]

Ahhh. I didnt see mmlp's vote.

Correct. Sammy has 4 votes
Geno 1
Infiltration 1
Unemployed 3

Pretty close between sammy and unemployed.

Im gonna close this.out tonight.. So lets seemif any more votea come in

Thanks everyone.
MMLP ..if i made it an every week thing. Or.trie to. then the novelty of.an accomp.would get old and be.way less.significant than it.alredy is. I mean its a nice boost to.someones avatar section but its the easiest win you can get here tbh.. If that makea sense. Ita more.like.once in a while so that everyone on ncs isnt running arou d with an acco.p from write.week. admins would prolly get tired of it. But.ill see how.it.goea. problem with once a week also is that like this one it yook almost 2 weeka just to get verses in. And then it.takes another half.week at least to get propper.vote count in. Once a month maybe. Ill see about making this more.freauent.

[Geno]

Sammy gets thenwin with 4 votes
Closed