Week 2: Pinot Grij (1-0) vs. Ullr (1-0) ULLR BY NS

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AOWL Season V, Week 2


SUMMARY OF RULES:

Verses are due
Monday at 11:59 p.m. Western / or Tuesday 2:59 Am Eastern / 7:59AM UK
There are NO extensions.

Verses MUST be a minimum 10 lines or a maximum of 48 lines (or 650 words).

Votes are due Thursday at 11:59 p.m. Western / or Friday 2:59 Am Eastern / 7:59AM UK. Failure to vote will result in automatic sign out for the next week.

All competitors must vote on THREE battles and post links/ references in the voting thread.

Read the full rules here!

TOPIC:
TBA

Good luck @Pinot Grij @Ullr

[Pinot Grij]

Hi pal

[Ullr]

Hey! Best of luck Pinot, do you particularly like the wine or do you have another reason for the name? Just curious.

Let's make this a good match!

[Pinot Grij]

I think it sounds funny.

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Topic:

"If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?" Chuck Palahniuk

[Ullr]

I'm just about ready to be posting, let me know if you will be posting up tonight as I've got some more work to do before the verse is fully complete but I've got an exam in the morning for the Photovoltaics course I am involved in. I'd definitely like the extra hours of sleep if you want to take an extension otherwise I will finish it up and deal with a little less sleep.

Let me know Pinot

[Ullr]

Alright well I'm going to sleep now, I'm ready when you are, man.

[Pinot Grij]

Ok bro. In the daytime.

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Originally Posted by Dr Dog

There are NO extensions.

it's okay this time. granted for both parties because of Ullr's examination.

[Ullr]

Pinot you ready to post? I'm ready to drop.

@Pinot Grij

[Ullr]

"If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume
and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?"
- Chuck Palahniuk
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Told are tales that after you're old and frail
you'll reach the golden veil and a home so pale.

White light, at least that's the trope -
sunbeams and brightness as stain'd glass evokes.
So you head forth to "sleep" as you gasp and hope
that all would be true, heaven, life everlasting, Nope!

You walk toward the light and the lonely expanse,
the doors slide open, automatic, there behold it, it's grand!
a store lined with shelves filling rows with brands.
Karmic commodities, there you boldly stand
and pay for your sins and reap what you'd sewn as a man
There lie no loans in this land.

All the Oaths that ye swore -
whether they were broken or kept.
Decide what's chosen as yours
A grocery store filled with holy rewards,
Shelves stocked with riches, beauty and all;
Wealth and a misses whose duty would call.
Loving for life since your youth in the halls,
schoolyard sweethearts - but, be your ruthless?
Then in truth you shall fall, life as a Cucaracha
or a newt or a lamb.

Each lad, each lass - each shall see the balance of past.
Whether malice filled, crass and callous your path
or gallant with class, a pouring chalice of glass;
The life that was led shall be your salve or your wrath.

[Ullr]

Any word Pinot?

[Ullr]

@Pinot Grij
What's up Pinot?

[Ullr]

Last Activity: 07-28-2015 11:13 PM