15. TheReturn 0-0 VS 16. disused hero 0-0

Pent uP · 08-28-2006, 05:31 AM

RSTL RULES AND REGULATIONS

RULES AND REGULATIONS - THERE'S SOME NEW SHIT SO CLICK AND READ

The Standard League Rules will still be Enforced

Due Dates

VERSES DUE: Friday 12:00am PST/3:00am EST
Verses posted after the deadline will not count!

VOTES DUE Sunday: 12:00am PACIFIC/3:00 Midnight EST
Votes posted after the deadline will not count!
[list][*]Check-in (Posting in your match to show that you are aware the match exists) is encouraged but not required.
[*]Verses must incorporate at least one of the provided topics and must be at least 16 lines and must not exceed 64 lines.
[*]Anyone who does not post at least 4 rap lines, incorporating at least one of the provided topics, is considered a no-show.
[*]During check-in, you can ask your opponent to agree to a line limit (Minimum 16) and if your opponent agrees, Moderators will hold both participants to that limit.
[*]Posting between 4-15 lines is considered a “show” but will not result in a match. If you post 4-15 lines, and your opponent posts between 16-64, you will lose the match but you will remain in the league. If you post 4-15 lines, and your opponent does not show, you will “Win by no-show”.[/list]
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[*]No second chance votes! If your vote has been edited, even it was only to hide it, your vote will not count towards the match or towards your vote requirements.
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[*]3-ways are inevitable. In order to provide a tie-breaker in a 3-way, you are now required to indicate in what order the contestants finished (1st, 2nd, 3rd).
anyone who does not show or vote is suspended one week and must sign-in again to be inserted the following week.[/list]

Topics: League ranks/Tag Tourny Ranks/Topics ALL IN ONE

TheReturn · 08-28-2006, 02:37 PM

My verse is ready...
I'll post when you check in, don't wanna waste it if you ain't gonna show.

Votes:
1. 5. Pent Up 34-13 vs 6. SacriFice 1-0
2. CONTENDERSHIP:: 3.Addderal XR 30 4-1 vs 4. Opera toonist 3-1 vs 4. Woe 2-1
3. 9. GotLife 28-14 VS 10. Vigil 22-15
4. 23. MrMister 0-0 VS 24. David Lama 0-0

TheReturn · 08-29-2006, 02:18 PM

Bah, fuck it. I don't care if you show or not, I don't want to post a no show verse.

TOPIC: THROUGH DEATH YOU SEE LIFE

A king proclaimed, poised atop his frozen throne
Watching a battlefield unfold from his motionless home.
He sits alone, prisoner to his own solitary confinement,
Shouting at drones fighting to fulfill his assignment.
Wining and dining, cowardly sitting in a single square
Until an enemy rushes in, forcing him to flee in terror...

A sight of beauty, the queen freely roaming the kingdom.
Once a trophy unbetrothed, taken from her home and beaten,
Forced to marry a man, without having known or seen him.
And her only freedom, comes when she chose to leave him
To scour the battlefield hoping to oppose the heathens.
But the king knows his reaches, he wants her by his side
But he sees it in her eyes, knows that she hopes to leave him.
But in death, is the only time we see her throne depleted.

A bishop stands with hands folded, awaiting his due homage
He looks left or right, cause the straight road is too common.
Supposedly a people's man, but the church is collapsing,
It's caving in under poverty, but it hurts to stop taxing.
And searching for a truth, merely a pawn can touch it proudly,
With truth straight ahead, a bishop can only linger around it.
So he's forced to search for eternal truth and let go his fears,
And die for a cause, earning honor next to his lower peers.

And the glorious knight, champion of the open land
Riding a swift steed, moving agile where opponent's stand.
Admirer of swords, as he awaits battle with his own in hand.
And when the stone is cast, the power is unlocked at last,
Moving in leaps and bounds, no piece alone can block his path.
But if he's knocked aback, and forced into tight quarters
"Kill what you can before you go" is the last of the knight's orders.
A sacrifice for the kingdom, honored among life's mourners.

The rook, the castle walls stay strong and hold the corners,
The last line of defense before the kingdom folds to foreigners.
Some pose the argument that the rook is the king's favorite,
Knights have betrayed him, and the queen's old and faceless
But these castle walls haven't fallen, much to the king's amazement.
Staying straight, his walls are the saving grace at every day's end.

The pawn, potentially the most powerful piece of all,
Always keeping calm, and being strong when the peace is gone.
He evades inept, by taking baby steps to avoid an easy fall,
He sees the squall, a storm chaser whenever war's season dawns.
Often overlooked, even a civilian mistaken for a fighting man
Every time he stands, he fights with his mind in hand.
The pawn takes advantage at whatever time he can,
Unafraid of death if it brings happiness to his life again.
A pawn's sacrifice can help bring the knife to a king.
But more importantly, his death can mean the life of a queen...

Allow your thoughts to race, as the blood of these fallen soldiers
But this battle's long over, for all the pawns have gone to waste,
The queen has lost her loyalty, and the bishop has lost his faith,
The knight will fall in battle, and the walls will fall in place,
Leaving the king standing, horrified with his life in check.
While the others rest in peace, for they've found life in death.

Checkmate.

.

disused hero · 09-01-2006, 05:21 PM

sweet tears.

she danced alone, typically she'd dance at home
lights low, eyes closed, sweet blues in her headphones
lest those demons in her head grow
got her breath slow, it's keeping her depressed though
she'll undress slow, peeeling cloth off of flesh
freeing her sallow skin from the moss of her dress
mould clasping the cross on her chest, to soften whats left
of the skin carressing ribs, when the coughing does stress
her lungs, hung loosely, clutching the support brace
her arms, hung loosely, clutching for the same place
caught foetel in this strange place, lights and grandeur
ballroom gowns seem to glitter in the eyes of strangers
but she looks duller when seen from tighter angles
brushing her hair with a mirror, her hair limp, it dangles
with a face like lightning strangled, she likens angels
to frightened thank yous and backwards blank truths
blackened ankles only hold up a weak frame
and as each day progresses, she's forgetting her priests name
confessions of light pains, the dark bringing cheap shame
her past wringing the petite frame, singing a thiefs grace
praying to god, leaving her with wrist aches, as her fist shakes
in this day and age, her mistakes, were someone elses risk takes
his gift slakes her thirst for a mere second or two
looking at broken stars for what some reckon is truth
so now she's checking into a place where they know her name
the pills hit her frozen frame, in hope of sober gains
the medicine reacts slow in veins, so she shows her face
in hopes that traces of blood in her lipstick will slow their pace
to a standstill and hold her arms while she bleeds still
she can't even find a clean vein for the needle
it seemed strange to me still, watching through broken stars
hopeless shards, her life centre stage, she's playing a token part
floating past the pain and the misery, straining for victory
she tickles arteries with blades, blaming the sickness, feeds
off her happiness, dementia mind games, i told her to meet here
as the blood runs off her into the bath like sweet tears.

x

SacriFICE · 09-02-2006, 02:29 PM

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Insanevillian · 09-02-2006, 02:40 PM

remember kids to vote in the tag tourney...

ill be back to vote on this in a few...

David Lama · 09-02-2006, 02:58 PM

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Pent uP · 09-02-2006, 03:46 PM

My bad Pent, the rule hadn't been posted so I can't have you enforcing a rule that we both know is a rule, but isn't in the rules stickied in the league.

IV, in the future, if you see an issue that needs fixing in the league, tell a mod. That's all you need to do. Your vote will count, but the rule is not posted and there's already a free posting rule, which means.... don't post in matches unless you're voting. That's the only reason for anyone outside of the mods to be posting in other member's matches.

Votes are hidden for a reason and regulated with this rule.

This was my bad so blame me for not having the rule posted to enforce.

Insanevillian · 09-02-2006, 06:36 PM

You don't get to do shit, but vote in other matches... that's all ur allowed to do. You don't get to talk shit to my mods chump so stfu and vote or get the fuck out. Those are you choices.... edit this shit and your vote won't count either

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DiC GeTs GuLLy · 09-02-2006, 11:31 PM

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Annihilation · 09-03-2006, 07:57 PM

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TheReturn:

This was a nice concept I thought it was executed well, although truth be told I believe it was Mr. Chavez a few months back who probably implemented the best Chess game metaphors I've seen. I like how you stuck to the goal you set out with, however it felt very limiting in it's scope and you didn't break the mold with it as you simply went thru all the pieces, I think in the end game the overall structure and being loyal to it was more of a hindrance than a help.

That said, I enjoyed the verse, thematically it was on the nose but at least it was clear about its intentions and I can appreciate that kind of clarity, it wasnt a convoluted mess it was direct, it was well written and flowed well, good scheme, for what you did you did it very well, and the last paragraph wrapped things up nicely in relation to your topic and each stanza was a supporting argument for your thesis, which is impressive as most verses simply end up taking on a topic and rambling incessantly.

Not the most original, structure hurt a bit in its rigidity, but you pulled it off very well with good writing and thematically was tight, good entertainment value.

discussed hero:

this was pretty dope, i felt like the tone really created a moody and gritty atmosphere i was feeling the tight scheme and flow all the way thru walking me at a pace, the writing here was top notch the imagery and metaphors really sucked me in, the descriptions and aptitude in choosing the right words just moved this along, the premise is simple but i really enjoyed the journey into the depths of her struggle with life and addiction, this just was a tight piece.

While I enjoyed the well written and thematically solid Chess game from TheReturn, I felt like disused hero's top notch writing and great tone pulled me and provided for an elevated and excellently scripted piece.

Vote: disused hero
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Got Life? · 09-03-2006, 08:10 PM

just looking in

Pent uP · 09-03-2006, 11:12 PM

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Pent uP · 09-04-2006, 07:45 AM

Return 1-0
Disused hero 0-1

7-2 votecount

08-28-2006, 02:37 PM	#2 (permalink)
TheReturn Life of the Party Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Memph-10 Posts: 4,484	My verse is ready... I'll post when you check in, don't wanna waste it if you ain't gonna show. Votes: 1. 5. Pent Up 34-13 vs 6. SacriFice 1-0 2. CONTENDERSHIP:: 3.Addderal XR 30 4-1 vs 4. Opera toonist 3-1 vs 4. Woe 2-1 3. 9. GotLife 28-14 VS 10. Vigil 22-15 4. 23. MrMister 0-0 VS 24. David Lama 0-0 Last edited by TheReturn; 09-02-2006 at 03:11 PM.

09-02-2006, 02:40 PM	#6 (permalink)
Insanevillian STILL in CHARGE Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: Oakland, Ca Posts: 16,322	remember kids to vote in the tag tourney... ill be back to vote on this in a few... __________________ ELITE

09-03-2006, 07:57 PM	#13 (permalink)
Annihilation CLAUS HOUSE Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Jersey Posts: 458	[hide] TheReturn: This was a nice concept I thought it was executed well, although truth be told I believe it was Mr. Chavez a few months back who probably implemented the best Chess game metaphors I've seen. I like how you stuck to the goal you set out with, however it felt very limiting in it's scope and you didn't break the mold with it as you simply went thru all the pieces, I think in the end game the overall structure and being loyal to it was more of a hindrance than a help. That said, I enjoyed the verse, thematically it was on the nose but at least it was clear about its intentions and I can appreciate that kind of clarity, it wasnt a convoluted mess it was direct, it was well written and flowed well, good scheme, for what you did you did it very well, and the last paragraph wrapped things up nicely in relation to your topic and each stanza was a supporting argument for your thesis, which is impressive as most verses simply end up taking on a topic and rambling incessantly. Not the most original, structure hurt a bit in its rigidity, but you pulled it off very well with good writing and thematically was tight, good entertainment value. discussed hero: this was pretty dope, i felt like the tone really created a moody and gritty atmosphere i was feeling the tight scheme and flow all the way thru walking me at a pace, the writing here was top notch the imagery and metaphors really sucked me in, the descriptions and aptitude in choosing the right words just moved this along, the premise is simple but i really enjoyed the journey into the depths of her struggle with life and addiction, this just was a tight piece. While I enjoyed the well written and thematically solid Chess game from TheReturn, I felt like disused hero's top notch writing and great tone pulled me and provided for an elevated and excellently scripted piece. Vote: disused hero [/vote] __________________ claushouse69: 6-0 sweet claushouse69: sweep StupiditySez: money claushouse69:yeah claushouse69: i haven't won anything clean since that 13 year old malaysian girl i got off ebay StupiditySeZ: loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool

08-29-2006, 02:18 PM	#3 (permalink)
TheReturn Life of the Party Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Memph-10 Posts: 4,484	Bah, fuck it. I don't care if you show or not, I don't want to post a no show verse. TOPIC: THROUGH DEATH YOU SEE LIFE A king proclaimed, poised atop his frozen throne Watching a battlefield unfold from his motionless home. He sits alone, prisoner to his own solitary confinement, Shouting at drones fighting to fulfill his assignment. Wining and dining, cowardly sitting in a single square Until an enemy rushes in, forcing him to flee in terror... A sight of beauty, the queen freely roaming the kingdom. Once a trophy unbetrothed, taken from her home and beaten, Forced to marry a man, without having known or seen him. And her only freedom, comes when she chose to leave him To scour the battlefield hoping to oppose the heathens. But the king knows his reaches, he wants her by his side But he sees it in her eyes, knows that she hopes to leave him. But in death, is the only time we see her throne depleted. A bishop stands with hands folded, awaiting his due homage He looks left or right, cause the straight road is too common. Supposedly a people's man, but the church is collapsing, It's caving in under poverty, but it hurts to stop taxing. And searching for a truth, merely a pawn can touch it proudly, With truth straight ahead, a bishop can only linger around it. So he's forced to search for eternal truth and let go his fears, And die for a cause, earning honor next to his lower peers. And the glorious knight, champion of the open land Riding a swift steed, moving agile where opponent's stand. Admirer of swords, as he awaits battle with his own in hand. And when the stone is cast, the power is unlocked at last, Moving in leaps and bounds, no piece alone can block his path. But if he's knocked aback, and forced into tight quarters "Kill what you can before you go" is the last of the knight's orders. A sacrifice for the kingdom, honored among life's mourners. The rook, the castle walls stay strong and hold the corners, The last line of defense before the kingdom folds to foreigners. Some pose the argument that the rook is the king's favorite, Knights have betrayed him, and the queen's old and faceless But these castle walls haven't fallen, much to the king's amazement. Staying straight, his walls are the saving grace at every day's end. The pawn, potentially the most powerful piece of all, Always keeping calm, and being strong when the peace is gone. He evades inept, by taking baby steps to avoid an easy fall, He sees the squall, a storm chaser whenever war's season dawns. Often overlooked, even a civilian mistaken for a fighting man Every time he stands, he fights with his mind in hand. The pawn takes advantage at whatever time he can, Unafraid of death if it brings happiness to his life again. A pawn's sacrifice can help bring the knife to a king. But more importantly, his death can mean the life of a queen... Allow your thoughts to race, as the blood of these fallen soldiers But this battle's long over, for all the pawns have gone to waste, The queen has lost her loyalty, and the bishop has lost his faith, The knight will fall in battle, and the walls will fall in place, Leaving the king standing, horrified with his life in check. While the others rest in peace, for they've found life in death. Checkmate. .

09-01-2006, 05:21 PM	#4 (permalink)
disused hero rain rusted. Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 64	sweet tears. she danced alone, typically she'd dance at home lights low, eyes closed, sweet blues in her headphones lest those demons in her head grow got her breath slow, it's keeping her depressed though she'll undress slow, peeeling cloth off of flesh freeing her sallow skin from the moss of her dress mould clasping the cross on her chest, to soften whats left of the skin carressing ribs, when the coughing does stress her lungs, hung loosely, clutching the support brace her arms, hung loosely, clutching for the same place caught foetel in this strange place, lights and grandeur ballroom gowns seem to glitter in the eyes of strangers but she looks duller when seen from tighter angles brushing her hair with a mirror, her hair limp, it dangles with a face like lightning strangled, she likens angels to frightened thank yous and backwards blank truths blackened ankles only hold up a weak frame and as each day progresses, she's forgetting her priests name confessions of light pains, the dark bringing cheap shame her past wringing the petite frame, singing a thiefs grace praying to god, leaving her with wrist aches, as her fist shakes in this day and age, her mistakes, were someone elses risk takes his gift slakes her thirst for a mere second or two looking at broken stars for what some reckon is truth so now she's checking into a place where they know her name the pills hit her frozen frame, in hope of sober gains the medicine reacts slow in veins, so she shows her face in hopes that traces of blood in her lipstick will slow their pace to a standstill and hold her arms while she bleeds still she can't even find a clean vein for the needle it seemed strange to me still, watching through broken stars hopeless shards, her life centre stage, she's playing a token part floating past the pain and the misery, straining for victory she tickles arteries with blades, blaming the sickness, feeds off her happiness, dementia mind games, i told her to meet here as the blood runs off her into the bath like sweet tears. x