Dead Rising Giveaway!!

[Nxs]

Gamer's Hell is proud to giveway 5 copies of Dead Rising for the Xbox 360 and a $50 gift certificate to Best Buy. I know you are all asking: "What do I need to do to win these great freebies Mr. Monkey??" Welllll. GH has had pic, email, advert, screenie, and other kindsa contests I can't remember at the moment so, this time, we are going to do something a little different. Write a small poem. Yes, you heard that right. A poem. First place will get the game as well as the gift cert.. Second through fifth will receive the game. The poem does need to relate in some way to the dead or zombies.(only fitting as the game is called Dead Rising :D ) Example:

Live is good
dead is great

til you puked up
brains you ate

Pale skin is the way to go
until you are hit with a golf club blow

Some journalists cry
when you eat their eye

And others will scream
when you eat their spleen

Being dead is not alway fun
especially when live one can fire a gun

Tis not the best I know, but you get the point :D

Rules:
First place wins game and gift cert
Second thru fifth win the game
No paid employees from GH or MS can enter
Contest last til Aug 20 06
I will judge the winners

Good Luck :D

[Choupolo]

Hey monkay, I never knew you were a poet!? :rolleyes:

Dead Rising looks like great fun from what I've seen, so I might give this a try. Bear in mind that I could be the world's worst poet! But then again, I guess no-one can be worse than monkay! j/k :P

Btw I thought Dead Rising wasn't coming out till September??

Also, is this US only (judging by the $50 best buy prize..)?

[TheGunslinger]

Hey guys, long time reader of GH.com, first time poster! :D thought I'd add my poetic effort

Enjoy

He takes the photos
He brings us the story
He is outnumbered
Its going to get gory.

They are living dead
They have no hearbeat
They hunger for flesh
and are filling the streets

His mind is a weapon
His fight or his fall
His source of defences
are enclosed in the mall

They vacantly stare
They vacantly stumble
They try to reach out
with low moans and low mumbles

He'll use a shotgun
He'll use what he can
He'll have to think fast
make them eat frying pan

They just want to free him
They just want to chat
They will whisper sweet nothings
as they chew through your fat

He's Ready for them now
He's got a bullet for each
He whispers 'Hey dead-head,
Take a bite of peach!'

Your in control now
Your effort is surprising
How long can you last when
you play Dead Rising

[Nxs]

Very nice :D

[interman]

Haha, awesome

[ssdd_nl]

Hi guys heres a poem, about a zombie girl named Marissa. Itss not a small poem but a good 1 i tink.
It took be couple of days to make, so i hope u like it.
(Marissa is also the name of my ex GF BTW)

Marissa’s head peeks from underneath the sheets.

Days ago she saw her neighbors
Consume one another
Disease in their eyes
They were dead and hungry
She quietly bathed in perfume
Turned everything off
Sat in the dark, disconnected
Unknowing
What would come next?
She dared to eat a little dry cereal
And went to bed

Today, she listened, for hours
For anything
Hearing only her stomach
She’s so hungry, starving
A human hunger
Can she make it to the grocery store?
Should she bother with trying to live?

She skirts houses, crawls behind cars
Holds her nose against the stench,
Past the dirt pit
Past the industrial complex
Past the gas station, closed so long ago
Past the ancient schools
Past the churches
Past the Goodies
Past the old folks home
Past the funeral parlor
Past the billboards and political flyers

She saw she wasn’t the first
To raid the dry goods
A can of green beans
Saved for her
Rotten flesh all around
Has ceased to affect
Except, strangely the hound
Legless in the parking lot
Eyes left
Seem to beg....

She returns as she came
Past all that remains
All the signs of the old consumption
Made absurd by the new hunger
Made absurd by death

Home comforts
But, Marissa knows
She must leave, soon
Perhaps by the light of the moon
A survival bag, first aide kit
Water bottle, bat
Is toilet paper necessary,
Anymore?
A brush, the last bit of make-up
Shampoo, love letters....

By the time she is ready to sleep
One last night in her own bed
The sun is gone
There is no moon
Deathly quiet in her room
She thinks of her lover
Never came home that day
Working late, she likes to think
She smiles
This was really his bed
Marissa slides under the sheets
From which each morning she peeks
Teeth sink into her shoulder
She knows it’s over
He has made it home after all
And she feels the absurdity of her life
Drain into reason.

~The End~

I hope u guys like it
ssdd_nl@hotmail.com

[DD31]

Well, that's my fave so far. I can go for a good free-verse (or whatever that is...no rhyme scheme) every once in a while.
I've got a Q for NSX:
Are we allowed to edit our posts, or is our first post out last? Cuz I want to know if I should wait til the end to make my post just in case I think of something good.

[Cow]

Heres mine, it's called The Night the Dead Rise

When zombies attack, get the f*** back,
For if not you get back, you are probly on crack!

They moan around, with their arms out to reach,
all they want is your brains, you son of a beech! (lol)

Shoot them with shotguns, blow out their guts,
You will hate them, much more than Nxs hates mutts! (Insider :D)

They will always keep coming, in huge countless numbers,
not matter how many you kill, they will never slumber!

When you run out of ammo, you are screwed man,
Your only other choice, will be a huge frying pan!

The mall is no longer a place of the living,
the dead will kill all, they are not forgiving!

If you think guns will save you, you'd better think twice
They will venture headless, as a word of advice!

So in closing I tell you, it would be very unwise,
to be in the mall, on the night the dead rise!

[DD31]

well that one was definitely the most lighthearted...kinda funny, actually. Nice job. Except for the fact that now we have 2 man...pan rhymes. :P

[Nxs]

Originally posted by DD31@Jul 23 2006, 02:24 PM
Well, that's my fave so far. I can go for a good free-verse (or whatever that is...no rhyme scheme) every once in a while.
I've got a Q for NSX:
Are we allowed to edit our posts, or is our first post out last? Cuz I want to know if I should wait til the end to make my post just in case I think of something good.
Feel free to edit til the deadline :D The better the entries are, the happier it makes me :D

[J_Baby]

Great Idea!

Here's my effort:

The dead live again
People run away in fear
I need a new bat

I've always preferred haiku to more traditional poetry. :P

-J

[BuDdyLe]

I'm not to good at poems but here goes nothing. :unsure:

Oh my god the dead are alive
Theres only one place to run
I gotta go to the mall if i want to survive

Theres so many weapons to choose from
guns chairs cars swords even shower heads
screw all that...ill use this spikey cactus instead

Zombies aren't that pretty
So I'll shove a traffic cone on them
and run over them like I do in the city

Blood guts bones and brains
Whats even better is that
they can all go up in flames.

What do I need this camera for?
I guess I'll need pictures to show
to my family and that girl next door.

There are others that need me
So I give them piggy back rides
and all I hear is Please...Don't let them eat me!

[Gazz]

Dead, dead. Here comes Gazz to smash in your head :D

[chronic_i]

here is a short one.


Zombies are green
Human blood runs red
You will be dead soon with teeth marks to your head

[shagmeistre]

I never was much of a poet, but for a free copy of Dead Rising I'll give anything a shot. It's a little long, but here goes.

A satellite from outer space
came tumbling down at a great pace
and landed in a field in Delaware
And where it crashed, the dead awoke
(“Brains,” the only word they spoke)
and gave the local village quite a scare

“The dead, they walk!” some shouted out
(which made the little children pout)
while others simply turned and ran away
All the while, the dead marched on
(their skin was green and their eyes were gone!)
needing brains to help them through the day

It’s hard to say exactly when
the first poor sap had his head bitten
but those who saw it swore it was a sight!
With arms held forward, he lurched on, too
(his lips turning from pink to blue)
and joined the other creatures of the night

Of course, by then, the word had spread
of this poor village swarmed by the dead
—The army was sent in for a fight!
With planes and tanks and bombs and guns
they gave those dead guys quite a run
and kept on blasting corpses through the night

When daylight came, the people were thrilled
the zombies had, once more, been killed
and everyone recovered from disaster
“But wait,” some asked. “Were they all bad
to want to take the lives we had?
Brains were all that they were really after.”

The days went by and the people forgot
about that marching undead lot
that took the lives of so many in such short time
Now, deep below the ground they rest
(their bodies rotten and clothing all messed)
wanting to live again, their only crime

[LoneStrider]

Nice contest, monkster!

gonna write meself a nice one!

Now, Behold!


Walking down the graveyard,
you feel brave.
as long as its light,
you are still safe.

A rose in you hand,
a nice gift
for late gran.
thinking of her, you drift.

While praying for her,
you feel the earth shake.
'Nevermind', you think
its just a fake.

Putting down the rose,
on here dead ground,
a hand manicingly arose
with terrifying sound!

You stumble back,
and you nearly flipped
as your granny starts
to climb out of her crypt!

Clothes torn apart,
and one eye missing.
You get a faint heart,
when you hear her hissing.

'Gran, its me!' you yell.
she turns around,
and you know too well,
that trouble's abound.

She looks deadly at the rose,
and soon after, it began to smoke.
'Poof', it said quick,
leaving a crater in the bricks.

Cackling something foul,
and the ground shakes through.
Your skin starts to crawl,
it feels like a dejavu.

Critters rise from everywhere,
deadly gazing at you.
A stench fills the air.
Still you know what to do.

You run and hide,
find something that saves.
But everytime you tried,
the only thing here, are graves.

Coming even more close
you think why your kin,
Like her appearance shows,
has such a demon within.

'Your mine!', she says with a shriek.
When your finally caught,
beginning to feel weak.
your fleeing was for naught.

Everything turns dark.
the sounds fade away
you see a spark
then you pray.

You open up one eye,
and see the sun.
Along with a beautiful sky,
where did it all begun?

You wait for that creep,
Did it really take place?
I probably fell asleep,
as you rest your case.

You pick yourself up,
feeling in your veins,
when you stumble back home,
just a little bit of craving...

For brains.



:smartass: Kinda made me laugh how it turned out!






edit

LOL? 1500th post! :smartass:

[BabyTea]

Just joined gamershell.com, so here is my first post AND my first poem (And hopefully my first contest win...provided people in Canada can win!)


'Zombies hate a Villa'

A villa is where I'm moving,
So as to save my life.
And when you're dying I'll be grooving,
With my supermodel wife.

Zombies will kill you all,
But I'll be safe and sound.
They always stay in a mall,
Or big city, or rural town.

You don't see Zombies in Tuscani,
Or any other villa-type place.
So none of them will be after me,
They'll stick with just eating YOUR face.

They'll roam New York, Toronto, Chicago
And every other major city.
To the country you might try to go,
But you'll soon see thats just silly.

They'll shamble through woods and hills,
Nothing stopping their immense human diet.
Soon they'll rack up SO many kills,
You might hear the words 'RUNNING RIOT!'

But remember the movies and TV shows?
Not about girls, nazis or a gorilla.
Anyone who remembers them really knows,
That zombies will never ever visit a villa.

They destroy cities and towns and farms alike,
With nothing getting in their way!
You could even try setting them a-light,
But that does nothing, and stinks all day.

So prepare yourselves for the zombie wave,
Call in the army and marine corps!
But you will all be sent to your grave,
While I kick back in the Azores.


Well there ya go! That's the Canadian's entry! If I can't get it in Canada, ship it to my brother in the states!

[chronic_i]

wow, only 16 replies so far.
:sleep: :sleep: :sleep:

[neverendingend2]

Here is my entry, im just trying my hardest lol so hopefully its enough to get this great game that i know everyone has been waiting forever for. sorry for the length



As I fly into the dazed town
I just seem to look down

Fires roaring
Screams dieing
What is happening

As my camera snaps
I seem profound
To just keep staring down

People dying
Coptors flying


Then as I do my best to supress the fear
I see the dead start to stear

I look on in horror
Asking for reason

Should I stay or go
Flying on to what I dont know

As we land on the rooftop below
Maybe i shouldnt go

My mind said but my body said yes
I just jumped at as if i was being tested

Just then, out of the cornor of my eye
I saw someone come by

He didnt seem like the others
Just standing there

I asked for the reason
He just told me to bare

Because when he started sighing
He told me the dead was rising

The coptor left
Stranded here
Overcame with fear

I treaded on
Hearing the moans

We go now
To the building below

Survivors traped
People crying

As we sat the dead were rising
Through the windows we can see the blank stares
And all fear are own disspear

The glass shatters
The feet patter

Crys of terror
Nothing clearer

I run up the stairs
Thinking of nothing

Grabbing what i could
I found a nice hunk of wood

As i lifted it off the ground
I heard the worst sound

I swung and with a thud
The zombie laid dead

3 days have gone by
I dont know if i shall live

I will leave it at this
Because i fear i have no time

Killing a zombie isnt a crime
But it shore as hell buys you time

[Nxs]

The monkey is most impressed :D

[neverendingend2]

:D thank you very much, i tried my hardest lol

[neverendingend2]

oh, just one quick question and its stupid but when does the giveaway end? i know it says 20th im just checks and also ur release dates say it wont releast till the 22nd when everything else is the 8th and im just kinda checking on everything lol

[Nxs]

It is out on the 8th so no worries :D

[neverendingend2]

lol ok phew ^_^

[JustOneFix66]

a haiku for the undead sophisticate :)

slippery and grey
those delicious hemispheres
*munches on your brain*

[Fycus]

Due to the numerous contests I have won I have stepped down for a while to let some deserving entries win.

Roses are red, violets are blue.
I hope you win dead rising,
I know you want to.

[Melivorous]

There was a little zombie who came back from the dead,
he had a hole in his heart and one in his head,

he could go without air he could go without rest,
he could take any pain except for the one in his chest,

endlessly he'd walk the streets with a sad moan,
filled with the pain of being alone,

someone to make the blood pump in his veins,
a young girl with grace, beauty, and brains,

one cool August day with luck on his side,
he stumbled upon the girl who'd be his future bride,

she'd talk and he'd listen, he'd dance and she'd laugh
he was so happy, to find his other half,

together they were, in complete bliss,
no matter how unlikely, true love exists.

[knives_666]

I hear theres a game were you fight the undead,
stuff a zombie into a pail and paint the town red,

or practice your swing with a long length of lead,
dispatching wave after wave of undead zed,

thinking of this game keeps me awake in bed,
it sounds so cool, I cant get it out of my head

If someone else won it would fill me with dread,
so pleeeeease give me the game instead.

[sbot]

I don't see a limerick yet:

There once was a zombie Pete
Brains were his pleasure to eat
Not quite as tasty as hearts
But they imparted some smarts
Pete now teaches necromancy at M.I.T.

[Ludovico]

If by a zombie bite a man dies,
it can be expected that he'll later arise,
and not taking precautions could be quite unwise

it may be believed that the dead will stay dead,
but being short-sighted will lead to sorrow instead,
so find a blunt object and aim for the head

there are other precautions to keep you alive,
besides being ready when the undead revive,
and paying attention closely should help you survive

if one doesnt own the luxury of transport,
then its best to immediately set up a fort,
otherwise to the zombies, you'll be nothing but free sport

the first step of securing this castle of yours,
is to board up all the windows and doors,
but this isnt necessary for the upstairs floors

next, turn on your bath and let the water raise,
because water may become scarce in the upcoming days,
you have to think quick, because quick-thinking pays

the food which is perishable is the first you will eat,
save all your canned food until you run out of meat,
rationing your food will save you from otherwise certain defeat

for those of you which live in homes of more than one story,
set your supplies upstairs and set an axe to the stairs in a hurry,
being out of reach from the zombies will keep things from getting gory

for a close-quarters weapon, you should choose one which doesnt use ammunition,
a melee weapon like an axe or a crowbar, something that can withstand repetition,
you cant depend on limited bullets, against an army of decomposition

the benefit of a silent weapon is that you can stay out of sight,
which helps you in avoiding an unnecessary fight,
because remember: There is no cure for a Zombie's bite

although they make lots of noise, theres definately still use for a gun,
a uzi or a rifle, will definately get the job done,
however, a shotgun is a need, if you see yourself becoming overrun

if you find yourself outside your fort, try your best to move around silently,
doing something uncautiously can end quite violtently,
when patrolling or scouting be sure to tread gentlly

apply these ideas if ever you come across these undead hordes,
it would do you well to remember my words,
because staying alive has its own rewards.

[Nxs]

Two days left DR poets! :D

[mikeeegeee]

It's been a while, I've been gone.
But that's not true! I've been here all along.
Where've I been? well I gotta say,
I've been a zombie up untill this very day!

Wake up in the morning, type in my password
Play for hours on end Oh! it was absurd.
I poured hundreds of dollars into it, and Blizzard laughed
because I had become addicted to their game, World of Warcraft.

Those cunning developers with all their content
Turned me into a zombie with level 60 as my intent
Raiding all those dungeons, killing all those allies!
Must loot some epics no matter how many tries!

But i've kicked the habit, I've righted my ways
and now i'd like this chance to rephrase:
With GH's help and a little support,
I'd love you to introduce me to some zombies of a different sort.


missed you guys
:P

[AKADeadly]

In search for a story of a lifetime
Flying over a mall and what do i find.

Zombies everywhere, to and fro
even one sucking a big toe!

We find a place to set down
And i decide to look around.

In search for answers
I don't have long.

finding myself stuck with nothing to use
Maybe i can use these garden tools!

I must look all around
I must look up and down
to find the source of the problem.

Im not very creative when it comes to this sorta stuff but there yah have it! =/

[Vesper]

One a Zombie Two a Zombie Three a Zombie Four!

[zeush8su]

A poem I managed to get from a Poet turned Zombie....


HRRRRR HRRRRR HRRRRRR
MRRRRR MRRRRR MRRRRRR
MMMMM BRAINZ MMMMMM
HRRRRR HRRRRR HRRRRRR
BRAINS BRAINS BRIANS BRAINS
MMMMM MMMMM.

[Nxs]

Contest will close at 5pm EST :D

[Nxs]

Contest is closed. Winners will be announced tomorrow as I am a little busy today and I need to reread all the entries :D