Posting mode: Reply
Password(Password used for file deletion)
  • Supported file types are: GIF, JPG, PNG
  • Maximum file size allowed is 3072 KB.
  • Images greater than 250x250 pixels will be thumbnailed.
  • Read the rules and FAQ before posting.
  • このサイトについて - 翻訳

  • File :1216454468.jpg-(80 KB, 855x898, 1214711078921.jpg)
    80 KB Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)04:01 No.2242355  
    Once upon a battlefield dreary, where I cowered, spent and blearly,
    Within an Imperial bunker, darkly stained with dust and gore -
    As I cowered, nearly shuttering, suddenly there came a sputtering
    As some weapon quickly stuttering - firing at my bunker door.
    "`Tis some bolter", I murmmered, "firing at my bunker door -
    Only this and nothing more."

    Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
    And the brightly burning bastions lit the horizion by the score.
    Eagerly, on freedom drunker; - vainly had I sought to hunker
    In this heavy Imperial bunker - with perhaps a tunnel in the floor -
    A safe and empty fortress with perhaps a tiny tunnel in the floor -
    Only this and nothing more.

    And the mad raving howling of each distant Space Wolf prowling
    Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.
    So that now, to the beating of my heart, I stood entreating
    "`Tis some Space Wolf there repeating, firing at my bunker door -
    Some common Grey Hunter rapid-firing at my bunker door -
    This it is and nothing more."

    Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
    "Marine," said I, "or Scout, your attention I implore;
    The bunker walls are thick - they are made of tempered brick
    And your bolters do not nick the slightest scratch or tiny score -
    Not a dimple, dent, depression, dip, scratch or tiny score -
    Away now, and fire no more."

    Then in the bunker slumping, presently I heard a thumping
    A pounding - rattling many times fiercer than before.
    And soon I began to screech - the bunker wall grenades did breach;
    The very gods I did beseech as the ceiling fell upon the floor -
    Through the wounds poured light which danced upon the floor -
    Danced amidst the sounds of war.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)04:01 No.2242359
    Then at once it stopped the violence - I was left alone with silence
    Confused, I spied the reason why the shells did drop no more -
    For as I began to shutter, then with many a flit and flutter
    a psyber-Raven flew through the clutter to perch above the door -
    Perched on the two-headed eagle just above the bunker door -
    Perched and sat and nothing more.

    At this I grew more craven, for the talons of the psyber-Raven
    Were all over covered with bright red blood and crimson gore.
    "Wretch!" I cried, "Njal hath lent thee - into this fortress has he sent thee
    So that remotely may he here be - and this bunker then explore -
    Scry out my exact location and this bunker then explore -"

    Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

    Then, methought, the air grew darker, the bunker now a little starker
    For the uttered word brought terror as I had never felt before.
    As for weapons, I knew I had none - no bolter, sword or lasgun;
    No arms to stop the war's son fated to break soon through the door -
    The blood-mad crazed assassin fated to break soon through the door-
    Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

    "Be that word our sign of parting, machine or bird!" I shrieked, upstarting -
    "Get thee back into the fire-fight and here spy on me no more!
    For as you came unbidden - I would otherwise be here hidden -
    Leave my location in this midden - quit that icon above my door!
    Take thy shining metal eye, and take thy form from off my door!"
    Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

    And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting - still is sitting
    On the pallid two-headed eagle just above the bunker door;
    His metal eye has all the seeming of a psyker that is scheaming,
    To have my guts lie steaming in a pile upon the floor;
    And now all hope has left me, crouched here upon the floor
    I await the Eversor!
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)04:03 No.2242362
         File :1216454596.jpg-(293 KB, 540x730, 2f95669e7304bd300cf10affa1d4d3(...).jpg)
    293 KB
    Did someone say Space Wolves?

    Nice poem btw.
    >> MR. RAGE !D9l9S8Lio6 07/19/08(Sat)04:03 No.2242363

    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)04:05 No.2242375

    I just copy-pasta'd it from somewhere else, thought /tg/ might like it.
    >> Eidolon !!x4UZsNRzxWG 07/19/08(Sat)04:05 No.2242378
    grim n dark right hur
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)09:34 No.2243697
    >Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

    That guy is FUCKED.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)09:47 No.2243726
    Bricks were shat. I didn't think this poem could get any more Grimdark
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)10:06 No.2243761
    How do you think the guy is going to die?

    a) Neurogauntlet through the face
    b) Torn in half by the power sword
    c) Shot through the head
    d) All of the above
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)10:08 No.2243771
    >e) All of the above in a fraction of a second.

    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)10:10 No.2243773
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)10:10 No.2243774
    Fuck yes.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)10:12 No.2243778
    You're missing a comma and two words.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)11:29 No.2243975
         File :1216481363.jpg-(170 KB, 1280x1024, stop_right_there.jpg)
    170 KB
    And a picture.
    >> shoggothfag 07/19/08(Sat)11:39 No.2244006
    I came.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)12:20 No.2244150
    We need a scene where an Eversor grabs a random cultist, rams a meltabomb into the guy's torso, and kicks him so hard the body flies 20 feet to hit a Chaos Rhino, which is destroyed by the explosion.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)12:27 No.2244156
    Don't mind me, just :awesome:'d my face off, is all.
    >> Emo_Duck !ofC/MoKSRs 07/19/08(Sat)12:31 No.2244167
    I approve of this. Maybe someone should make a Grimdark Poetry section on 1d4chan.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)12:41 No.2244205
    I remember reading this in an old White Dwarf magazine, around the same time they released Space Hulk 2ed. Grimdark then and grimdark now!
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)12:45 No.2244223
    No, we need a scene where the Eversor fights a possessed Chaos Marine, who is finished when he gets shot in the face at point blank range and impaled to a wall by the neurogauntlet.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)13:27 No.2244400
         File :1216488460.jpg-(79 KB, 500x375, s_cork2.jpg)
    79 KB
    >> Anonymous 07/19/08(Sat)13:56 No.2244524
    It's already on the Grimdark Songwriting page.

    Delete Post [File Only]
    Style [Yotsuba | Yotsuba B | Futaba | Burichan]