Good to see you lurking around, but how about a post?
Posted by RavenArcanna on :
POST, POST, POST!!!
Posted by MLLASH on :
Yeah!
Posted by RTVU2 on :
Grendel, the most beloved of all lurkers!
Post!
Posted by Cobalt Kid on :
I knew in times of LMB importance, Grendel was bound to show up!
Posted by MLLASH on :
He's like the JLA's Phantom Stranger!
Posted by MLLASH on :
Or The Watcher in Fantastic 4!
Posted by Cobalt Kid on :
Jeepers! He really is!
Posted by Kid Prime on :
He TOTALLY is. Posted by legionadventureman on :
Have you all had a dose of the heebie-jeebies or the Oompa-Loompas? THERE IS NOTHING THERE! Posted by Tamper Lad on :
jeepers as I told you guys at his statue.
Grendel haunts a Danish Mead hall, where they drink ... ya know lots of mead. Vikings drunk on mead not very good witnesses, ya know.
On the other hand,
Go look for his brother Hansell currently haunting the pot licensed coffee houses of Amsterdam, stoned Dutchmen are more reliable witnesses.
Posted by legionadventureman on :
quote:Originally posted by Tamper Lad: jeepers as I told you guys at his statue.
Grendel haunts a Danish Mead hall, where they drink ... ya know lots of mead. Vikings drunk on mead not very good witnesses, ya know.
On the other hand,
Go look for his brother Hansell currently haunting the pot licensed coffee houses of Amsterdam, stoned Dutchmen are more reliable witnesses.
Hansell? Hansell? What happened to Gretel?
Posted by Tamper Lad on :
NO! NO! NO! IT'S HANSELL AND GRENDEL!
Hansell and Grendel, the great Anglo-Saxon psychedelic rock opera, composed and performed by that great Germanic rock band The Brother's Grimm.
Plot summary.
Twin Malevolent entities Hansell and Grendel exist in Pre-Christian Northern Europe. Due to a space time anomoly, (lots of special effects, but it helps to take some hallucenogens for this part), the brothers are split apart. One ends up in Denmark where the events depicted in Beowulf occur.
The other twin is transported to late 20th century Amsterdam (or post-christian Europe) where he haunts the pot licensed coffee house district, scaring everyone except for the protagonist (Willie Wolfe). A young dandy of a man with a fabulous taste in clothes and who is a terrific dancer. (Draw your own conclusions. ) Essentially the play is a restaging of Beowulf in a modern context.
Posted by Tamper Lad on :
AND YES I JUST MADE THE WHOLE THING UP IN MY HEAD, LIKE 5 MINUTES AGO!!!!
Posted by Stoopid Cat on :
**Meow**
Grendel? Humans are silly enough to believe in Grendel?
**Meow**
[ September 01, 2005, 09:09 PM: Message edited by: Stoopid Cat ]
Posted by legionadventureman on :
Awww come here, kitty, "tickles chin"...have another bowl of cream
Posted by Eryk Davis Ester on :
I. Heorot's plea and Grendel's awakening
Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk Mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks They place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the night
Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, their eyes
Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for savior born of dreams They know their lives are forfeit now, priestly head they bow in shame They cannot face the trembling crowd that flinch in Grendel's name
Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, their eyes
As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's hall so clear He knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky
Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, their eyes
II. Grendel's Journey
Silken membranes span his path, fingerprints in dew Denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through Mother nature's bastard child shunned by leaf and stream An alien in an alien land seeks solace within dreams The shaper's lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp Beguiling queen her innocence offends his icy heart
III. Lurker at the Threshold
Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the reptile spell Sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy dell Heorot awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries
Screams are his music, lightning his guide Raping the darkness, death by his side
Chants rise in terror, free round the oaken beams Flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe Futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must know
Heroes delusion, with feet in the grave Lurker at the threshold, he cares not for the brave, he cares not for the brave
So you thought that your bolts and your locks would keep me out You should have known better after all this time You're gonna pay in blood for all your vicious slander With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame God's on my side, sure as hell, I'm gonna take no blame I'm gonna take no blame, I'm gonna take no blame
So you say you believe in all of Mother Nature's laws You lust for gold with your sharpened knives Oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods
Then you try to place the killer's blade in my hand You call for justice and distort the truth Well I've had enough of all your pretty pretty speeches Receive your punishment, Expose your throats to my righteous claws And let the blood flow, and let the blood flow, flow, flow, flow
[ September 02, 2005, 06:18 PM: Message edited by: Eryk Davis Ester ]
Posted by legionadventureman on :
III. Grendel's journey continues
There is much bloodshed in the plains of Velizioth Fallen Warriors foolhardy to face the wrath of the Ultimate Almighty One Embarking on a continued journey to find his comrades Hansell and Grytyl - sparing no man or sentient beast who fails to give Grendel the proper answer to the question he asks Terror and anguish abound as all realise that Grendel has lost the ability to feel compassion or love, with every kill to his tally
Posted by The Red Bee on :
Revenge Plan #1:
Take out anger caused by the LMB on Grendel, their adored lurker.
Continue with Thomas Fatsi.
Then this Whacker-mole, or whatever that is.
Posted by ActorLad on :
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