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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
) 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 ![]() 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 ![]()
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Hey monkay, I never knew you were a poet!?
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..)? |
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Hey guys, long time reader of GH.com, first time poster!
thought I'd add my poetic effortEnjoy 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 |
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is on the 1st circle: Limbo
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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 |
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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.
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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 )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! |
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is on the 2nd circle: Lust
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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
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