Anchovies
Posts: 421
10/13/2017
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I come up with one of these every so often, usually inspired by whatever craziness in going on in the IRC channel. It's about time I started posting them here.
First, of course, Failbetter's original:
Do you recall how they came to that place?
And you sang of your lightnings and shapeful disgrace.
They tilted their vanes and ennobled their spires.
You welcomed them then, and commingled all choirs. All of the subsequent poems are of my own devising.
Do you recall how they came to that place?
And you sang of your hungers and mortal disgrace.
A pact signed in violant; down Candles fell.
First to your knives, then into the well. The bargain between the Masters and the God-Eaters. I'm especially proud of this one, and I dare say it could fit into SMEN somewhere.
Do you recall what they brewed in that place?
You sang of your teacups and sconeful disgrace.
They tilted the jam and ennobled the butter.
You welcomed your aunt, that crazy old nutter. Tea and scones with your aunt.
Do you recall how they came to that place?
And you sang of your hotbot and emoteful disgrace.
They tip-tapped their keys and ennobled the server.
You welcomed them then, and chatted with fervor. The Fallen London IRC channel. "Hotbot" is the server bot which carries out various commands, including emotes.
Do you recall how they came to that place?
And you sang of your pheromones and swarmful disgrace.
They raised their antennae and clicked their mandibles.
You welcomed them then, and commingled all anthills. Ants! "Mandibles"/"anthills" is quite a tortured rhyme, but it's the best that came to mind.
Do you recall how they sailed to that place?
And you sang of your cannons and peg-legged disgrace.
They shivered their timbers and raised the black flag.
You welcomed them aboard, those fierce scallywags. Pirates!
Got any of your own? Don't hesitate to share!
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Perhaps our role on this planet is not to worship God — but to create Him.
—Sir Arthur C Clarke
Lionel Anchovies. Character on indefinite hiatus.
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Teaspoon
Posts: 866
10/15/2017
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Sure there are!
Do you recall how we came to this place?
So tragically lacking in haddock and plaice.
Neither potatoes nor hot mushy peas,
But Rubbery Lumps and green fungal cheese.
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Truth lies at the bottom of a well.
https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/Alt%20Ern
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Amsfield
Posts: 176
11/10/2017
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Do you recall what we drank in that place?
That the waitress did spill with such grace?
You sipped it and fell and cried for your mother.
I rather think I should quite like another.
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Amsfield: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Amsfield
A devotee of pleasures intellectual and fleshy. Always fabulously masked.
Honoria Kastern: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Honoria%20Kastern
A hunter, a shooter and a fisher. Also a patriotic busy body. Mildly corrupted.
Maiser: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Maiser
A young firebrand of obviously criminal intent.
Venshik: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Venshik
Not a nice person.
Asmeria: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Asmeria
Quiet, thoughtful and possibly mad. Excellent listener though. Favours grey.
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mooloor
Posts: 3
11/16/2017
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Will you recall how we came to that place?
How we tore down the church, and the queen, that disgrace?
We gilded their eyes and emboldened the choirs
We welcome her now, our lady of pyres
edited by mooloor on 11/17/2017
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http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/profile/mooloor
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Ginneon Thursday
Posts: 265
12/11/2017
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Do you recall how we lurched from that pub?
Our ale-sopped cigars all smoked down to the nub?
It gets rather hazy. Now I can’t find my knickers.
I recall a burlesque: squid-men dressed up as vicars.
edited by Ginneon Thursday on 1/19/2018
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Ginneon Thursday: Revelrous Professor of Benthic
Departments of Mycoenology, Lepidoptery
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Ginneon Thursday
Posts: 265
10/16/2017
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Do you recall how we came to that Parlour?
Awash with red stockings and dizzying ardour?
With a wink and a coin they stoked all our fires.
They knotted our hands and ennobled our spires.
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Ginneon Thursday: Revelrous Professor of Benthic
Departments of Mycoenology, Lepidoptery
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Ginneon Thursday
Posts: 265
11/18/2017
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Do you recall how we came to that Wharf?
Our faces defaced by that d___ polymorph?!
I’d like my mien back from that wax-eating brute.
Aim to kill please. Mind my mug when you shoot.
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Ginneon Thursday: Revelrous Professor of Benthic
Departments of Mycoenology, Lepidoptery
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Reused NPC
Posts: 259
10/15/2017
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Almost always "disgrace", eh? Aren't there any other words that rhyme with "place"?
Still, you forgot another one of Failbetter's:
Do you recall how we came to that place?
And we suffered their hammers and fearful embrace?
We hardened our hands and believed all their liars.
We began with the river when we set the fire.
Albeit, that one's a little more obscurely placed...
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ReusedNPC, a d__ned lunatic.
Edmund Viric, a rather dreamy sort.
"I won't stay long, I shan't stay long! Tell me a secret."
--the Baldomerian
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Eric Larrieu-let
Posts: 16
10/15/2017
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At first, I misread your comment as this and almost ended up laughing:
Anchovies wrote:
The bargain between the Masters and the God-Eaters. I'm especially proud of this one, and I dare say it could fit into SMEN somewhere.
Do you recall what they brewed in that place?
You sang of your teacups and sconeful disgrace.
They tilted the jam and ennobled the butter.
You welcomed your aunt, that crazy old nutter.
Anyway,
I don't recall how I came to this place,
With men made of clay or with squids for a face.
Where rats and cats talk for no reason,
And equally senslessly I got imprisoned.
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John Moose
Posts: 276
10/15/2017
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Same, Eric. I started wondering whether the Honey Well had returned.
Do you recall how they came by that face?
And they sang of their roles and the moth's proper place
They gilded their masks and mastered their parts
They'll welcome you now, and close off their hearts
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Teaspoon
Posts: 866
10/13/2017
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Do you recall how we came to this city?
Spore-strewn, only gaslight, the rat propinquity.
We promised each other the Surface by spring,
Yet here it is autumn, and London we sing.
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Truth lies at the bottom of a well.
https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/Alt%20Ern
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Anchovies
Posts: 421
10/14/2017
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Do you recall how they came to that place? And we sang of our craft-works and scuttering disgrace. They treat us like pests and they say we have fleas. So we'll fight them, we will, for their mountains of cheese! The rattus faber, of course!
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Perhaps our role on this planet is not to worship God — but to create Him.
—Sir Arthur C Clarke
Lionel Anchovies. Character on indefinite hiatus.
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Addis Rook
Posts: 125
10/15/2017
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Do you recall how we came to that place?
How they dreamed of our love and sunlit embrace?
They pillaged our minds in a garden of briar
But now they have made a creature most dire.
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Elaina Schill
Posts: 191
12/8/2017
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Do you recall how we came to that place?
Fighting-grade leather instead of my lace
At first I was distant, but oh how that's changed
Love is like Seeking, sans logic, deranged
edited by Iona Dre'emt on 12/8/2017
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Main, Phiri Ulfur, the Cunning Shadow. Their heart belongs to a Pirate-Poet across the Zee.
Alt Vermillion Liminate, the Tragic Scholar.
Alt #2,Lady Jacqueline Blackwood, the Savage Beauty.
Alt #3, Veracity Taylor, the Dame of the Docks.
The Dogged Seeker, self explanatory.
I will accept any social actions on Fallen London(unless its a box of live rats. I already got rid of the d---ned things once and am not eager to repeat the endeavor).
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Polite Society
Posts: 25
12/10/2017
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Do you recall how we came to this place?
A sky full of bats that left nary a trace
The ground opened up and swallowed us whole
Our nights are now dark with days black as coal
edited by Polite Society on 12/10/2017
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Absolute gentle person and in no way associated with anything nefarious or villainous of any measure. Absolutely not. Anyone saying so will have a quiet chat with Big 'Arry n'the lads.
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Ginneon Thursday
Posts: 265
2/6/2018
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Well, if people are enjoying these...
Do you recall how we sped through that tunnel?
Shot up through the Spiral by pneumatic funnel?
Then! Surface, vast sky, pistons' last gasping hiss:
The Sun's dying light, and that rapturous bliss.
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Ginneon Thursday: Revelrous Professor of Benthic
Departments of Mycoenology, Lepidoptery
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Frederick
Posts: 27
11/17/2017
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Do you recall how we came to this place
You sang of a journey I've wholly effaced
I've been something else, someone else, something more
Yet I cannot recall who we were before
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Amsfield
Posts: 176
11/18/2017
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Do you recall what we left in that place?
We still have our faces, our minds and our race
But when we followed our city down on its fall
Are we really still human at all?
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Amsfield: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Amsfield
A devotee of pleasures intellectual and fleshy. Always fabulously masked.
Honoria Kastern: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Honoria%20Kastern
A hunter, a shooter and a fisher. Also a patriotic busy body. Mildly corrupted.
Maiser: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Maiser
A young firebrand of obviously criminal intent.
Venshik: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Venshik
Not a nice person.
Asmeria: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Asmeria
Quiet, thoughtful and possibly mad. Excellent listener though. Favours grey.
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Patrick Li
Posts: 11
10/20/2017
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Do you recall a sinister place?
Of white corridors and numbered doors?
You tiptoed and peeked but dared not speak
Soon you will have to ascend a floor!
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http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/profile/Patrick%20Li
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