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  • On the First Day of Christmas...

    I know it's not even Thanksgiving yet, but I'm being /poked by a dwarven paladin to post some things, so this will be the first.

    Yes, after a while the beat gets off... I wish I could have attached an MP3 because it makes it funnier, but my mic is broken /sad. And yes my singing voice is at minimum tolerable-to-decently-pleasant.

    Oh, and last note: On the 'Fifth Day' lines, the part in parenthesis is meant to be sung to three descending chord-tones... yet another reason why i need a mic...

    Anyway, have at it.






    Thursday, Nov 13, 2003
    by Sanna

    On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Monk who learned that he could FD.


    On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
    A Bard who just got Selos,
    and a Monk who really tried to FD.


    On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Warr'r trying to taunt,
    A Bard trying to run,
    and a Monk who once more failed to FD.


    On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Shammy, now with Sow,
    A Warr'r working taunt,
    A Bard with AOE Dot,
    and a Monk who died because of FD... that failed.


    On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Mage who finally got a pet! (But it kinda sucks...)
    The Shammy's casting sow
    Warr'r's still taunting,
    Bard's gone off to kite,
    and the Monk has just now found his body.


    On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A druid ho for ports,
    Maaaage with a water pet (Stabby-stabby-staaaaaab)
    Shammy's trying to slow,
    Warr's taunt failed,
    Bard... well, who knows.
    And the Monk is in Pok, working on FD.


    On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    Kitty beast with huge pet,
    Druid for the sow,
    Maaaaage with a fire pet (burn, baby, burn)
    Shammy's got a puppy,
    Warr's just gonna tank,
    Bard is here, and... naked.
    And the Monk just laughs and jumps from the tree. (He's working on Safe Fall now.)


    On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    Necro wanting bone chips,
    Troll beast with a small pet,
    A druid for the regen,
    Maaaaaage with an air pet! (Back-staaaa-aaab) <-- they don't stab? what do they do?
    Shammy's puppy died,
    War lost his aggro,
    Bard is trying to kite, again,
    And the Monk, he finally, actually FD'd. Because he had to lose the Warrior's aggro.


    On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Wizard who nuked aggro away from the War'r,
    A Necro in Lich form who got asked for Kei
    An Ogre Beast -- who's not important,
    A druid casting sow (for donations)
    Maaaaaaaage with an Earth pet! (****** you rooted the mob)
    Shammy's playing healer
    War finally keeps aggro
    Bard just sits back and sings the mana song,
    And the Monk complains about his DPS. And his FD.


    On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Rogue who's been hiding since day six,
    A Wizard quadding wyverns,
    A Necro trying to duel
    The Barb beast who declines,
    The druid's casting free sow,
    Aaaaaat the Nexus book! (Yes, we cut the Mage)
    Shammy's jealous of the Beast's Crack
    War is happy he has no mana,
    Bard just laughs at them all,
    And the Monk is tired of being told to pull.

    On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    A Pally who could hold not only his own aggro, but the Warrior's too,
    A Rogue for awesome DPS,
    Wizard quadding in Nadox now,
    A Necro who died from Lich form,
    A Beast who's glad the Chanter's not here,
    A druid who finally got away from them all
    Aaaaand is charmkiting in Jaggy! (Yes, we're still cutting the Mage)
    Shammy's sick of this group,
    War wants a durn Cleric,
    Bard is gone again,
    And the Monk has just succeeded to -- Mend.


    On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
    ONE CLICK STICK'D CLERIC! (/tell Cleric will u rez me in jpf? i'll port u there)
    A Pally with his horse,
    A Rogue I never see,
    A Wizard with his clicky rune,
    A Necro dueling his pet because he's bored,
    A Beast who's doing the exact same thing,
    A druid looking for a rez,
    Aaaaaaaand the Mage got her epic! (And it still sucks)
    Shammy's laughing hard,
    Till War looses aggro
    Bard is out of sight, still,
    And the Monk has finally maxxed his FD!







    Dumb Creative Writing major... five semesters and this is what I come up with? hehehhehe. Hope you all enjoy.

    -- Sanna
    Mistress Tinkbang Tankboom - Ak'Anon, Tarew Marr
    Gneehugging Chantaranga of the 66th Mez Break - AA:59
    Assisted by Nakigoe Sennamida, Druidess of 65 Foraged Steamfont Springwaters - AA:8
    Quartic, Darkie Wizzy of 52 Self-Snares - Best Crit: 1680.
    [BK-210 // BR-250 // BS-203 // FL-200 // JC-240 // PT-200 // TL-200 ]---[ TK-179 // RS-182 // FS-165 ]-- Points: 1503/1750 -- Shawl: EIGHT and wearing it ^_^.
    Icon by Kenshingentatsu

  • #2


    I like it!

    Loved creative writing when I had the class. I wrote a christmas song using a troll as santa once. Let me see if I can find it.

    EDIT: Bah, no sign of it. Did it at work last year, and seems I deleted it. *sigh*
    Last edited by Balkin; 11-19-2003, 01:12 PM.
    Balkin Ironfist (Ominous Deeds)
    56th Myrmidon of Brell Serilis
    Xegony

    "Every day of my life forces me to lower my estimate of the average IQ of the Human Race."

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    • #3
      LOL, loved it Sanna


      Try this one, sung to the tune of "We three Kings (of Orient are)"


      We three classes of Norrath are
      An absolute must, for grouping by far,
      Bashing, Taunting, Damage Dealing!
      A Warrior is essentially the star!


      O, Warrior wonder, man of might
      Are you sure that you are right?
      Your taunt is broken and we’ve chosen
      A Pally or perhaps a Shadowknight!


      If Barbarian, Ogre or Troll is your main
      If you choose a Shaman, you bring “Slow” to the game
      Some buffs and healing, pets’ damage dealing
      Also needed for exp to be gained!

      O, Shaman wonder, is it true
      That a group can’t function without you?
      A Beastlord or Chanter can Slow and decanter
      Buffs, and Mana Regen Too!

      Glorious now, behold him arise,
      A cleric – (a god?) – maybe in his own eyes
      Buffing hitpoints and Complete healing
      Chain Cheal ! come the cries!

      O, Cleric wonder, is there more
      Than Chain Cheal in store
      might other classes, heal the masses
      Maybe that’s what a Druid is for.

      Players all, now heed what I say
      This song is a joke – (don’t start with the flames!)
      But forsooth, a kernel of truth
      All 14 classes have a use in the fray!

      O, players grouping, hear my plea
      Don’t stay stuck on the holy trinity
      Choose another, sister or brother
      All have different utility!
      Master Artisan Maevenniia the Springy Sprocket Stockpiler of the really long name
      Silky Moderator Lady
      Beneath the silk, lies a will of steel.

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      • #4
        water pet is rouge
        air pet is monk so it would be kicking.

        Maker of Picnics.
        Cooker of things best left unidentified.
        "Grimrose points to the sky. Look! Up in the sky, it's a bird, no, a plane, no it's Picnic-Man. It's Emiamn, a mild mannered tradeskiller by day but daring handsome crime fighter at night. Spreading peace and joy to norrath with his mighty Picnics!"

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        • #5
          You only think I've been hiding since day six.
          Draggar De'Vir
          92 Assassin - Povar




          Xzorsh
          57 Druid of Tunare - Povar
          47 Druid of Tunare - Lockjaw

          Hark! Who is that, prowling along the fields! It is Draggar De'VIr, hands clutching two hardened pitas! He cries gutterally: "In the name of Thor the Mighty, I hereby void your warranty, and send you back to God!!!"

          "No one can predict the future, so we all should eat our desserts first!" - Gaye from 'The Maelstorm's Eye" (Cloakmaster's Cycle book 3)

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          • #6
            The mage took a trick out of the Air pet's book - he invised, so you have no clue if he's there, three rooms a head, or half a dozen zones back. Air pets may be monks (I only know the other three, earth=war, water=rogue, fire=wizard), but they primarily are know for their one spell, stun, and their "Don't let the master know where we are!" invis spell (once a boon, now a bane).

            Hehe, those are both quite fun And for once, I actually know the song's they're sung to! Although since "12 days" is /always/ sung off key and out of unison, it doesn't help much, but it was nice actually sort of being able to 'sing/hear' "We Three Classes"

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            • #7
              Mage Air pet procs a stun and is a monk.

              Here's a christmas carol based off Oh Little Town of Bethlehem

              Oh little town of New Tanaan
              How sweetly do you lie
              With merchants selling tradeskill stuff
              And guards that let you go by

              The planer kits for high end
              The other stuff for low
              You'll keep us tradeskilling all the year
              as we run to and fro

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              • #8
                Ok, I guess I have to try...sing to "Winter Wonderland"

                Mammoth meat in a cream sauce
                Tender parts off a mob boss
                With sauces and roots, stir-fried in my boots
                Baking skill is going up again

                Yeast and malt in a shotglass
                Mushrooms crushed in an oak cask
                Some brandy and spice makes eggnog real nice
                Brewing skill is going up again

                In my toolbox I can tinker geerloks
                While pretending I'm a gnomish monk
                I could tailor studded hopper kneesocks
                Except my sewing kit's all full of junk

                Planing bows into the night
                As I sit by the kiln's light
                My gemsetting fails
                I fish but catch snails
                Blood pressure is going up again

                Grenoble
                Iksar Shaman

                Laedria
                DE Wizardess and Nuker Extroardinaire

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                • #9
                  You know, I can't afford to play anymore, but I'm darned glad that I can come here and still hear some of the silliness.... love the songs guys.
                  Arakni Spellweaver
                  51st level Erudite Enchantress
                  Povar
                  250 Jewelcraft + Grandmaster Trophy!

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by Arakni Spellweaver
                    You know, I can't afford to play anymore, but I'm darned glad that I can come here and still hear some of the silliness.... love the songs guys.
                    I clicked on the OOC forums just because I saw you were the last person to post. :-)

                    <3

                    We all miss you and cairn, in the guild. And I'm moving to Tarew Marr. Povar just isn't the same without ya'll. :-)


                    -Lilosh
                    Venerable Noishpa Taltos , Planar Druid, Educated Halfling, and GM Baker.
                    President and Founder of the Loudmouthed Sarcastic Halflings Society
                    Also, Smalltim

                    So take the fact of having a dirty mind as proof that you are world-savvy; it's not a flaw, it's an asset, if nothing else, it's a defense - Sanna

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                    • #11
                      /smooch arakni!!!!

                      lay one on the marrrrrmoooooset for me

                      miss you guys

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                      Bogonia Swampflower – 62 Froggy Warrior
                      Moire Molloy - 56 Barbie Rogue
                      And a whole slew of other dollies on Povar
                      “In a world where everyone is beautiful, what counts is character and heart"

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                      • #12
                        Grenoble

                        /clap

                        really liked that.

                        Maker of Picnics.
                        Cooker of things best left unidentified.
                        "Grimrose points to the sky. Look! Up in the sky, it's a bird, no, a plane, no it's Picnic-Man. It's Emiamn, a mild mannered tradeskiller by day but daring handsome crime fighter at night. Spreading peace and joy to norrath with his mighty Picnics!"

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