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Re: WW Central VII: Important WW information goes here - READ OPENING POSTS!
--For Teh Lulz--
--Player Inspired Posters--
--Other Werewolf Posters and Images--
--Songs and Poems--
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From Memesville:
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The Lolrus and Anonymous
took all the memes aside.
"O Memes, do come and walk with us
And I will be your guide
I haz a shiny bukkit
In which some of you can ride."
The little memes all hurried up,
Quite eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
The Lolrus and Anonymous
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
Where all the little memes were standing
Waiting in a row.
"The time has come," the Lolrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of pirates--ninjas--bukkit thiefs--
Of internets--and memes--
And why did raiser b1ade confess--
And why Rick Astley sings."
"But wait a bit," the memes all cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said Anonymous.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Lolrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, dearest memes,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the memes all cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Lolrus said.
"Do you admire the view?
"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
Anonymous said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Lolrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
Anonymous said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Lolrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
"My dear memes," said Anonymous,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.
-by Happyturtle
From Tales of Kyou II:
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If I played werewolf long enough in Kyou
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
I'm not saying that you lied
straight-faced while Llama died
Still I look to find a reason to believe
Someone like you makes it hard to lynch
Somebody else
Someone like you is easy to lynch
You should point at yourself
If I gave you time to change my vote
I'd have to actually read the stuff you wrote
I know I just picked
your name off the list...
Still I look to find a reason to believe
If I played werewolf long enough in Kyou
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
I'm not saying that you lied straight-faced while Llama died
Still I look to find a reason to believe
Someone like you makes it hard to lynch
Somebody else
Someone like you is easy to lynch
You should point at yourself
-by Happyturtle
The Murska Constant:
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[music= Hungy Like the Wolf by Duran Duran]
(Ha ha)
Dark in the village, night full of desire
Steam in the kitchen, go put out the fire
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
Wolfy you want me, I hope I’m baned
And catch my edits while we’re going insane
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
In touch underground
I'm on the hunt I'm coming after you
Who made that sound, I'm lost in a crowd
And I know Murska is a wolf
Straddle the line, parody and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Mind is alive with juices like wine
And I know Murska is a wolf
Stalked in the forest, too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
Better start running, you know that I’m right
Leading the mob by pitchfork and torchlight,
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
In touch under ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Don’t come around, it’s you that I found
And I know Murska is a wolf
Strut on a line, parody and rhyme
I bring the village after you
Mind is alive all running inside
And I know Murska is a wolf
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(Murska is a wolf
Murska is a wolf
Murska is a wolf)
Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Don’t come around, it’s you that I found
And I know Murska is a wolf
Strut on a line, parody and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Mind is alive with juices like wine
And I know Murska is a wolf
Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Don’t come around, it’s you that I found
Strut on a line, parody and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
Mind is alive with juices like wine
And I know Murska is a wolf
[/music]
-by Supagoof
From Jack the Ripper:
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[music = American Pie by Don McLean]
A long long time ago
I can still remember
How that wolf games used to make me smile
And I knew when I joined in like Fin
That I could help the villagers win
And maybe they'd not lynch me for a while
But Day three made me shiver
With every point that I'd deliver
Bad news in the game thread
I found out that I was dead
I can't remember if I lied
When asked about my team's side
But something touched me deep inside
The day the Goof has died
So...
Bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Did you write the rules of this game
And do you point at people for their fame,
If the wagon tells you so?
Now do you believe in reading it all?
Can the Goof's words save your mortal soul?
And can you explain why your point at Cristo?
Well, I know that Mordy's in love with him
'cause I saw them prancing with the nymph
They both kicked off your shoes
Said Goof, parody the rhythm and blues
I was a old school rhyming rappin' buck
With a game being played with Llama's and Duck's
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singing
Bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Now, for two years we've played on our own
And the forum has slowed down to the bone
But that's not how it used to be
When the Goof sang parodies of Atreyu and Faerwain
In a coat he borrowed from Indurain 
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while Llama was looking down
The Goof guarded his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And though Murska got pointed at by Jontom Xire
They both knew what was their desire
And winning was all that they aspired
The day the music died
We were singing
Bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Holy moly with a roly poly,
They slipped one past the narrating goalie,
Speaking of how the game was going fast
Perhaps they were smoking grass
The wolves tried for a forward pass
With the Goof was on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet as most
While Dirk Kris updated the daily post
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the wolves tried to take the field
The villagers refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singing
Bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A gaming group who was lost in space
With no time left to start again
So watch out Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Ripper killed them hookers slick
Scrying is the devil's only friend
And I watched him dance about the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No I shouldn't be so cruel
I won't break the games rules
And as the wolves silently killed on in the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Jack laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing
Bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
I sat by, and I sang the blues
And I watched for updates with the news
But soon I smiled and turned away
I went werewolf central,
Where I'd made music years before
But Shadow there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The losers cried, and the wolves dreamed
But not a word was posted
The good guys all were ghosted
And the three people I admire most
Alarra, Indy, and Zeb the Troll,
They caught the last game with a role
The day the music died
And they were singing
Bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Sooo bye, bye to a villager guy,
Made a posting, now a ghosting from up in the sky
Them good ole wolves were laughing deeply inside
Singing this'll be
the day
that
I
die ...[/music]
-by Supagoof
Well, you can tell by the way I still walk,
I'm a baner's man, now let's all talk.
Music loud and blood's still warm.
I've been killing wolves since I was born.
And now I'm all right, I'm O.K.
But I won't look the other way.
We can try to understand
The voting records effect on man.
Whether you're the Devil
Or whether you're the Alpha,
I'm stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the wolves breakin'
And ev'rybody shakin'
And I'm stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha,
Stayin' alive.
Stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha,
Stayin' alive.
-by RedScholarGypsy
From Kingdom Hearts:
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Who does he think he is? That narrator has tangled with the wrong man. No one forgets to PM Murska!
Heh heh. Darn right.
Forgotten? Rejected? Publically Humiliated! Why it's more then I can bear.
More beer?
What for? Nothing helps. I'm disgraced.
What you? Never! Murska, you got to try to get back into the games one way or another.
Gosh it disturbs me to see you Murska,
Arguing about all your tactics.
Every guy here'd love to be you Murska,
Because we all think your fantastic.
There's no man in the game as feared as you.
You're everyone's favorite player.
Everyone's in awe and terrified by you,
And I'm not just another nay sayar...
Noooo...
Ooonnne's...
Slick as Murska
No one's quick as Murska
No one's eye as incredibly green as Murska,
For there's no man in town worth all the babble,
Perfect a pure paragon
You may be compared to likeness of Shadow,
But I'll tell you whose team we'd prefer to be on
No one's been like Murska
A king pin like Murska
No one's got us all to give in like Murska
As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating
My- what an eye, that Murska
Give five "hurrahs!"
Give twelve "hip-hips!"
Murska is the best
And the rest is all drips
No one fights like Murska
Says he right like Murska
In a heated debate nobody writes like Murska
For there's no one as seeing and knowing
As you see I've got receptors to spare
Not a bit of him's blinding or slowing
(That's right!)
And ev'ry last inch of me's free of all hair
No one hits like Murska
Matches wits like Murska
In a spitting match nobody spits like Murska
I'm espcially good at expectorating
(Ptooey!)
Ten points for Murska!
When I was a pixie I played four dozen games
Ev'ry morning to help me get fame
And now that I'm grown I play five dozen games
So I'm roughly distrusted by NAAAME!
No one shoots like Murska
Makes disputess like Murska
Then goes tromping around with refutes like Murska
I use trophies in all of my decorating
Say it again
Who's an Eye among men?
And then say it once more
Who's the hero next door?
Who's a super success?
Don't you know? Can't you guess?
Ask his fans and his five hangers-on
There's just one eye in town who's got all of it down
And his name's M-U-R- S -
M-U-R-S - K -
M-U-R-S-K - ah!
MURSKA!!!
-By Supagoof ( Link to original song)
From Spytrap V:
(PM me or post these! Supagoof's brilliance must be archived!)
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Murska Constant: Murska is always a wolf. ALWAYS.
The Rule of Shadow: If Shadow has not been night-killed by day three, he is a wolf. Lynch him.
What Hyozo has learned playing Werewolf:- -Murska is always a wolf.
- -Murska is frequently not a wolf.
- -All wolves point randomly.
- -All wolves are bandwagoners.
- -Only wolves like to keep a low profile by frequently missing days
- -Only villagers get autolynched.
- -Shadow usually isn't a wolf, I still shouldn't ever trust him.
- -Using petty revenge to determine early votes is meaningless and likely to get me lynched.
- -Using petty revenge to determine early votes is better than nothing and therefore a good idea.
- -People who claim to be a villager never really are villagers.
- -Sometimes people who claim to be a villager really are villagers.
- -Wolves don't point at each other on days where it makes a difference.
- -Wolves like to point at each other to make it look like they're not on the same side. Since changing points would make them look extremely suspicious, this means that wolves frequently start bandwagons against each other.
- -When a wolf is likely to be lynched, other wolves join the bandwagon to throw suspicion off themselves.
- -Wolves covet easily defended positions, the easiest of these for them to gain is "I was the vote that pushed that wolf bandwagon into the lead, clearly no wolf would do that."
- -Whenever I have a theory which I believe to be worth telling people, it is probably wrong.
- -Whenever I have a theory which I do not believe to be worth telling people, it is probably right, and I will probably die before I change my mind.
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But you're Thufir. Iust you contemplating about it makes it cool. That's how cool you are.
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Play on my recently acquired TF2 server: Curse the Atlantic Ocean!
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