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The Official "I would like some free BP please" threadI’m interested in free BP for episode 2. I’m also willing to provide services for BP; PM me with a requests. (No, not THAT kind of service.) (view post) |
06/01/2009 |
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Poetry contest for 3BPHere’s my second entry: (view post) |
06/01/2009 |
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/\v/\v/\v/\v/\ Contest - 5bps! Someone, somewhere, please make a good post! /\v/\v/\v/\v/\Umm, I did write it myself.
Whatever. (view post) |
06/01/2009 |
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/\v/\v/\v/\v/\ Contest - 5bps! Someone, somewhere, please make a good post! /\v/\v/\v/\v/\I really should be writing my history paper, but instead I whipped this up for BP. It’s not really in the form of “something that happened to someone”... but if you like political satire… =)
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06/01/2009 |
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Poetry contest for 3BPWord on “it’s pretty much all subjective”. If there’s anything I’ve learned from reading and writing poetry, it’s that there is never one correct answer to anything. Poetry is the most subjective form of literature. That’s why it’s fun to write.
Pseudonymph: I think this contest excites you because actually a contest of skill, not a “post here/friend me and I’ll randomly pick someone to give 3 BP” contest. =) (view post) |
05/31/2009 |
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Contest: Post for a chance to win 45 BPThe post above me fails (view post) |
05/30/2009 |
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Poetry contest for 3BPOK, here it goes. I don’t normally use such strict rhyme and meter, but hey, it was kind of fun.
“The Risk” What pain doth take its course along this beach? Hath savage thunders not destroyed the palms, nor fiery vengeance blacken’d worthy sands? My coast’s azure ocean so churns with hate that boils and bursts in torrid whirling foam, then swallows radiant banks with rolling waves, pulse spitting, tides surging, engulfing me—engulfing thee— I claim this land but not thy sea.
Then would the murky aquifers expand? The deep abyss would overflow with blood that snaps the mbumive steel and oaken dams, to crash on jagged rocks while spurting sand and salt that stings the skin, the eyes, the soul. It roars through valleys, tears across the moors relentless, topples towers, floods hovels. Thou runnest deep into the wounds most vulnerable.
Or I and thee shall stand still as a pond, The truest mirrors: flowing, drifting, never touching…. (view post) |
05/30/2009 |
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Post here for a chance at 6BP!Log in to see images! (view post) |
05/30/2009 |