Ode to Love

Don't be suspicious Ruin every plan you have made Earn your first medal Serve PTSD As a way of remembrance Eyes on the prize ladies Endosymbiotic Endowment The Bard's overkill nightmare When laid on table Your Hands are pinned down. You lose all your human rights. How did this begin? Bananas come down Like a ticker tape parade From your (Orinda) Let's watch too closely. Consent can be informed soon We will still be Gods We will start as Gods But what of Complete Nonsense? At gate 9.4? That is (Disallowed). The Devil's in the details And we are: Riders. Peter Capaldi and Evan Anthony Rodriguez -And The MF Bard.

So The Titans rose Of Industry no more but Of something for Sure "Lee you must be Jo - -King They say '용서ㅗ애 줄7ㅓㅣ요요' As 'I'll forgive you?'" "In The Sailor's Speech." "The Brown Rider didn't help?" "Didn't even touch (them)." "Eww. Well, Moment Ruined." "They don't know the half of it." "I'm certain they don't." Adjusting my Shades "The God of Nothing is hard. No new applicants." The Crew stayed still still. "Rhetorically, sow and reap." "Bring him The Vintage." One crew member stands. I stand and salute the one Who grabs The Vintage. "So, a turning spy?" "Yes, sir, The Scribe manages." Though They weren't sure how...

Matthew 14:6-12 On Herod’s birthday the daughter of Herodias danced for the guests and pleased Herod so much that he promised with an oath to give her whatever she asked. Prompted by her mother, she said, “Give me here on a platter the head of John the Baptist.” The king was distressed, but because of his oaths and his dinner guests, he ordered that her request be granted and had John beheaded in the prison. His head was brought in on a platter and given to the girl, who carried it to her mother. John’s disciples came and took his body and buried it. Then they went and told Jesus. "Why did kings say such things?" "Like half one's kingdom?" "Yeah. Like what if she was like 'yeah! I'll take half the kingdom!'" "Well, if one's kingdom carried $20 in value in today's currency, she'd get $10." "Oh, a proposal!" "In essence, yes. But one requiring immediate response, if you think about it." "Nah. Win...

"When The Verdict returned, it was returned twice." "Excellent. Hope, hand me my whip." There was a glimmer of Hope, but she was not with him. He returns to Trans Court, right on time. "The Wizard Kal'Drel returns!"  "No. Not today." The Oasis of The Unborn is stunned, and White Shade quivers. The stack arranged, I return. "I plead guilty, and surrender to the mercy of The Trans Court." "None remains." But it is too late, he and his High Priest had already perfected their "We Fold." maneuver. "And Perfect Means Perfect." "These words were and are always accepted as truth. As is ¤. They share a symmetry." The Priest of Lane replies "We have always made a great team." I laugh out loud. "Never say always." We change places, all the way home. (DM/GM).

"It was their first time." The Grand Serpent checks the pi/TIME "It is the right time." "A Prime Divergence!" If witnessed only by one/Once Film for The Ages "Plus or Minus One Returns one's Karmic Judgement To the 'C' Crew." I begin. The 7 marched back "All we needed was a name..." "We got everything." Now left with Nothing. Save a Hope and a dream team "We surrender." Ech -oed Back home in Flagstaff "The couple went back to lunch." "Yes! Great next line there!" "I just lost The Game?" "Too early to play The Game." I wave her off still scribbling. Oh. "I just lost The Game." I realized... The dessert arrived. Had we ever been so tense? Had we ever been?

How did they treat you? His voice was barely compre- hensible today. For Lilith walked in They hardly ever saw her With Hope in Flagstaff The Whip was reserve-d For those who deserved such things She and hers did not. "Treat" She said plainly, Was both "Trick and Free Candy." We spoke all the same "Bring me my finest." The Prime Vintage overflowed. The grapes pre-tested. "Now, a millstone, sure." "But how do we say 'It's done.' Without rubbing off?" "What of their own tools?" "Oh, those were easy to find: 'Crab Log Fish Frog, Twice.'" "Crab Log Fish Frog, Twice... That's a hard tattoo or scar." "'We could do it twice...'"

"I haven't treated myself in a while." I splurge on something perfect. Visceral Violence had not done the trick to diminish my Wrath by any material amount. Perhaps Wrath was defined perfectly already? I got Big Mad, as I calculated what would fucking get my Perfect Revenge... "Come back when you have gotten me to 'Wrath Value Inverson.'" His inferior opponent left with his tail between his legs, but he would be back. For the rest of these lazy bitches, work hours just became fair again. The sun stopped stopping. "Oh, Authority 101. I think I get this game now." "You definitely do not," Peter Capaldi quipped. "As the DM here, I need to ask. 'Have you rolled for Round One initiative yet?" Oh, I hadn't, and my D20 was out of reach... "Ballpark it?" And they did, vanishing into thin air.