Last Poster Wins!

Winning on a new page. Oh yeah, I'm so awesome I could make Chuck Norris cry.

koolkidpaige wrote:Winning on a new page. Oh yeah, I'm so awesome I could make Chuck Norris cry.

no you couldnt because you are losing. so there

other annie wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:Winning on a new page. Oh yeah, I'm so awesome I could make Chuck Norris cry.

no you couldnt because you are losing. so there

Tough talk from someone I'm beating XD

koolkidpaige wrote:

other annie wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:Winning on a new page. Oh yeah, I'm so awesome I could make Chuck Norris cry.

no you couldnt because you are losing. so there

Tough talk from someone I'm beating XD

well ur not beating me....

other annie wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

other annie wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:Winning on a new page. Oh yeah, I'm so awesome I could make Chuck Norris cry.

no you couldnt because you are losing. so there

Tough talk from someone I'm beating XD

well ur not beating me....

Are you sure about that?

koolkidpaige wrote:

other annie wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

other annie wrote:
no you couldnt because you are losing. so there

Tough talk from someone I'm beating XD

well ur not beating me....

Are you sure about that?

Yep, because now I am.

Oh yeah?

koolkidpaige wrote:Oh yeah?

Yeah...

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:Oh yeah?

Yeah...

Lies! Lies and deceit!

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:Oh yeah?

Yeah...

Lies! Lies and deceit!

Pies! Pies and receipts!

P.S. I win!

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:Oh yeah?

Yeah...

Lies! Lies and deceit!

Pies! Pies and receipts!

P.S. I win!

Swap you a pie for a puppy?

P.S. No ya don't

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

Yeah...

Lies! Lies and deceit!

Pies! Pies and receipts!

P.S. I win!

Swap you a pie for a puppy?

P.S. No ya don't

Puppies aren't as tasty....and I've eaten them now. But I'll give you one of the receipts for it.

P.S. I think I do.

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Lies! Lies and deceit!

Pies! Pies and receipts!

P.S. I win!

Swap you a pie for a puppy?

P.S. No ya don't

Puppies aren't as tasty....and I've eaten them now. But I'll give you one of the receipts for it.

P.S. I think I do.

A receipt is SO not worth wasting a perfectly good puppy on. What else you got?

P.S. Wanna check those calculations?

Not only am I still winning, but... 2000th post in the blog games, baby! Oh yeah

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

Pies! Pies and receipts!

P.S. I win!

Swap you a pie for a puppy?

P.S. No ya don't

Puppies aren't as tasty....and I've eaten them now. But I'll give you one of the receipts for it.

P.S. I think I do.

A receipt is SO not worth wasting a perfectly good puppy on. What else you got?

P.S. Wanna check those calculations?

How about.....a sausage roll?

P.S. Nope, I'm pretty sure I was right.

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Swap you a pie for a puppy?

P.S. No ya don't

Puppies aren't as tasty....and I've eaten them now. But I'll give you one of the receipts for it.

P.S. I think I do.

A receipt is SO not worth wasting a perfectly good puppy on. What else you got?

P.S. Wanna check those calculations?

How about.....a sausage roll?

P.S. Nope, I'm pretty sure I was right.

A sausage roll for a puppy? Are you MAD, woman?!?

P.S. Maybe your calculator is broken...

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

Puppies aren't as tasty....and I've eaten them now. But I'll give you one of the receipts for it.

P.S. I think I do.

A receipt is SO not worth wasting a perfectly good puppy on. What else you got?

P.S. Wanna check those calculations?

How about.....a sausage roll?

P.S. Nope, I'm pretty sure I was right.

A sausage roll for a puppy? Are you MAD, woman?!?

P.S. Maybe your calculator is broken...

OK...so how about TWO sausage rolls. That's my final offer.

P.S. It's working fine. I can even write 'hello' on it.

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

A receipt is SO not worth wasting a perfectly good puppy on. What else you got?

P.S. Wanna check those calculations?

How about.....a sausage roll?

P.S. Nope, I'm pretty sure I was right.

A sausage roll for a puppy? Are you MAD, woman?!?

P.S. Maybe your calculator is broken...

OK...so how about TWO sausage rolls. That's my final offer.

P.S. It's working fine. I can even write 'hello' on it.

Make it three and you've got yourself a deal.
P.S. I can write 'boobies' on mine. Not that I would.

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

How about.....a sausage roll?

P.S. Nope, I'm pretty sure I was right.

A sausage roll for a puppy? Are you MAD, woman?!?

P.S. Maybe your calculator is broken...

OK...so how about TWO sausage rolls. That's my final offer.

P.S. It's working fine. I can even write 'hello' on it.

Make it three and you've got yourself a deal.
P.S. I can write 'boobies' on mine. Not that I would.

You've got yourself, 3 it is.
P.S. So can I. In fact, i can write "CSI Miami" on mine. (Skillz or wat !?)

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

A sausage roll for a puppy? Are you MAD, woman?!?

P.S. Maybe your calculator is broken...

OK...so how about TWO sausage rolls. That's my final offer.

P.S. It's working fine. I can even write 'hello' on it.

Make it three and you've got yourself a deal.
P.S. I can write 'boobies' on mine. Not that I would.

You've got yourself, 3 it is.
P.S. So can I. In fact, i can write "CSI Miami" on mine. (Skillz or wat !?)

HA! Result. *Hands over puppy and takes sausage rolls*

P.S. Well mine shoots missiles. So there.

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

OK...so how about TWO sausage rolls. That's my final offer.

P.S. It's working fine. I can even write 'hello' on it.

Make it three and you've got yourself a deal.
P.S. I can write 'boobies' on mine. Not that I would.

You've got yourself, 3 it is.
P.S. So can I. In fact, i can write "CSI Miami" on mine. (Skillz or wat !?)

HA! Result. *Hands over puppy and takes sausage rolls*

P.S. Well mine shoots missiles. So there.

Great! I finally got rids of those diseased sausage rolls.

P.S. OK, you win. Except you don't.

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Nameless Child wrote:

koolkidpaige wrote:

Make it three and you've got yourself a deal.
P.S. I can write 'boobies' on mine. Not that I would.

You've got yourself, 3 it is.
P.S. So can I. In fact, i can write "CSI Miami" on mine. (Skillz or wat !?)

HA! Result. *Hands over puppy and takes sausage rolls*

P.S. Well mine shoots missiles. So there.

Great! I finally got rids of those diseased sausage rolls.

P.S. OK, you win. Except you don't.

Great! I finally got rid of that rabies-infested puppy.

P.S. Yes I do!

I believe I have the win, because I do.

i believe you is mistaken, my dear fellow.

I believe it is you who is mistaken, my unfortunate friend.

no no no, buddy of mine, it is most definately you who is on the unfortunate receiving end of mistakenness.

*definitely

I must inform you that mistakes have never met the joy of my acquaintance. Nay, I fear they are more familiar with your brand of friendship. Therefore I must reason that the mistake is yours on this occasion.

Ah but my dearest friend, in so protesting your acquaintence with aforementioned mistakes, you have made such a grave error as to introduce yourself to them, for, you see, I am in fact winning, and therefore in contrast you are not, therefore the lack of 'win' correlates into an excess of 'lose', meaning that, no matter how you may inform me otherwise, the statistics all point to the irrevocable conclusion that mistake is what cost you this victory, and mistake is what you have, indeed, acquainted yourself with.

Alas, I fear your reasoning has me beat.
Your win seems wrapped up tight and neat.
However, friend, I've found a hole.
In that a win was my primary goal.
The final comment is the only caveat.
Thus I have won and that is that.

You seem to think that your rhymes impress
But their only function is to digress
From the truth that lurks under your nose
Though you sheild it with your fancy prose
So you may fight me claw and tooth
But it's time that I told you the truth
For I doubt you will find solace in
The fact that I now own the win.

My 'fancy prose' has served me fine;
It helps me bring you into line.
For, just like now, it lets you know
That I have dealt the final blow.
I win this round, I win them all.
I stand above you, proud and tall.

Above me, you say? Proud and tall?
Do you know what comes before a fall?
Your pride will be your downfall, friend
And now we see your sticky end
As tacky as glue in a half formed cup
I assure you - I'm just getting warmed up.

Warm up too fast and you will burn.
Ablaze you'll fall, no win to earn.
My sticky end is far off now
No other winner I'll allow.
So watch your back and watch your tongue
Or you may end up badly stung.

Before you let your confidence build
And no doubt brag of those you've killed
I'll tell a story, of which I'm fond
That fire and I share a special bond
And it knows better than to burn
(The first lesson it had to learn)
And watch my tongue? I hope you jest
For really, here I must protest
That though it may prevent some stings
I really have far better things
To watch, like shows we all adore
As well as enemies galore
To summarise, dear friend of mine
These next shall be my parting line
I recommend my life - of sin
As long as I can claim this win.

Bragging is not my main aim
I merely want to win this game.
Your story may cause fear in some
But as you see I am not one.
Protest, feel free, it is your right
But know you will not win this fight.
Watching the shows that we adore
Would be preferable than this chore.
Give up now and you will be spared
Go on and you'll be more than scared.
This win, alas, is staying mine
your offer of loss I must decline.

You speak as if you have a choice!
Perhaps I was unclear in my previous voice,
I don't intend to let you win
No matter the threats you subtly slip in
For I fear nothing but fear's effect
And my fangs and claws can quickly protect
From any tangible source of dread
And so can render it quickly dead
So decline my offer, if you will
I suppose that I could use a thrill
The dress code's running shoes, breathers all...
I'm going to throw a great Hunt Ball.

Let me win I think you must
My claim to it is fair and just.
Fangs and claws won't help you here
so please do lend a patient ear.
The dread I bring is not of pain
But knowing you will never reign.
My powers great, I'll conquer all
and will attend your next Hunt Ball.

Alas I must deny your claim
Fangs and claws will always reign
In fact, I find, your words insult!
Perhaps you should act the adult,
And prove to me that you repent
Perhaps to organise some event...
A Carpathian Feast may serve well here
For though from flames I have no fear
I feel you would not burn too slow
A waste of rhyming talent, though
But it will prove my theories true;
Hunt Balls are just so... series 2.

So Series 2 and yet so now
but I'll oblige you, I do vow.
After all, it's custom i believe
to grant last wishes before you grieve.
A Carpathian Feast I will arrange,
vampire death observed close-range.
But which blood sucker shall I kill?
I'll turn you first, you'll fit the bill.

I'll fit the bill, now will I friend?
I hope that you do not intend
To throw me into fire's hold,
We've been through this, and you've been told!
I hope that I need not repeat
That I'm immune to fire's heat.
As for the thing to sacrifice
Your victory will, of course, suffice
And your acceptance of my lead
Would be a happy gift indeed
So now, we drink, our differences gone
'Till you post again, 'cause then... it's on.

It's on my friend, it's on indeed
The fire's wrath I do not need.
Your lead is not accepted now
I'll have the win, I'll show you how.
You talk the talk and rhyme the rhyme
But I fight the fight, I'll win in time.
A happy gift I'll not provide
Your threats are taken in my stride.
A tough competitor you were,
But post again and you will err.
You'll rue the day you make that post
I'll prove myself and you'll be toast.

The fire's touch knows my heart still,
And I may bend it to my will,
So do not sleep so soundly, friend,
Lest your naivitee spell your end,
And so you wish my lead be shunned?
You hope to match me? You're outgunned.
Yes, I admit, your rhymes amuse,
But your victory I must refuse,
For though, correct, I talk the talk,
I can also walk the walk,
So I don't see why you use past tense,
When you speak of my competition hence.
I claim the win, now, in your stead,
And it seems I've not become cooked bread.

Outgunned? How so? In fangs and wit?
I tell you what, I send this writ:
Allow me now this humble win
And under me live a life of sin.
For if you do not accept my claim
You'll only have yourself to blame
When I am Queen and you are lost
because you chose to have me crossed.
Never have I been beat in past,
please make that previous post your last.

You heard me friend, I've said before
That loss is something I abhor
I restrained myself for several hours
To let you revel in your 'powers'
But now I fear your time's run out
So feel free to cry and pout
This posting war I shall not yeild
You may as well lay down your sheild
Your reign is over, majesty
So it's your turn to bow to me.

Bow to you? I never will.
You underestimate my skill.
My powers are true and revel I shall
If I'm a Dalek, you're a Thal.
I have no shield to lay down now,
It is your turn to make a bow.
I'm off to Berlin before long
But I'll return even more strong.
You may win for the weekend next,
But take in these next lines of text.
A two day reign is not a success
For on return my win shall impress.

I call you out! You are a liar!
I am no Thal, I'm a werepyre
And in your haste your sheild to drop
To try and force my reign to stop
You forgot the goal I wanted most
To win, and with the final post
So I wish you well on your Berlin jaunt
But, though I do not wish to flaunt
When you return, you'll understand
The win is staying, at my right hand.

Yay! Agatha! You have returned!
Though I warn you may get burned
If you try to take my win
I shall explain, where to begin?
You may have read the posts before
With witty words and rhymes galore
But no one else to win I'll let
Look closer, you may see a threat
Or two, or three, or even four!
Who am I kidding? There are many more.
You see, this win is mine alone,
And you can't throw me from my throne!

This looks quite fun
And it looks as if i have won
all your posts are to a fail
I have put you all in jail
for no one saw me coming
And now i am humming
my way to my victory
now we can end this sick story

PS Sorry this is awfull but im half asleep and wanted to have a go.

PPS i still win

How you amuse, with your bold ways!
But in this game, persistance pays,
For I'm still here, your cage futile
And I'll be winning for a while
So challenge me, though if you will
You will not be standing still
For none shall have this victory!
Unless they happen to be me...