15. Insanevillian 38-8 vs. 16. Ribonuclease 7-4

[MC4SiGHT]

LINE LIMITS:
4 lines NO-SHOW
12 lines MINIMUM
48 lines MAXIMUM

62 lines MAXIMUM - CONTENDERS & TITLE MATCH ONLY!


VERSES DUE:
Thursday, July 20,2006
10:00pm PST/1:00am EST

VOTES DUE:
Sat July 22,2006
10:00pm PST/1:00am EST

TOPICS:
Topics will be provided at the beginning of the week so that everyone has ample time to get involved.

VOTING:
You must vote on 4 matches and post URL's on your thread of matches u voted for.

-You must use the HIDDEN VOTES UBB CODE to conceal your votes. Votes must be hidden! To hide a vote, first thing you type in your reply is a bracket “[“, the word “hide” and end bracket “]”. The last thing you type in your reply is a bracket “[“, a backslash “/”, the word “hide” and end bracket “]”. Unhidden votes will not count.

- No HIDDEN CODES? - That vote DOES NOT COUNT - You must vote on another match and use HIDDEN CODES!

-FORMER CHAMPS are allowed to vote for any match (but only 3 matches max).

-Crew Votes are illegal.

-1 vote is taken away for each vote you fail to do.

-1 vote is taken away for each URL you fail to post on your thread.

-No Show Winners must vote also! - Your thread will be kept open to post URL's.

-Tiebreakers will be determined by the Moderators when the week winds down.

ALTERNATES:
If your opponent NO-SHOWS, and you posted a full verse you will be bumped up appropriately to face the next person in the brackets within your range. If no opponent is available such as if you were in the bottom 20 and the next up no show is in the top 10 then you will be given a win for your efforts. You must still vote on 5 matches accordingly as any failure to vote will result in no win and no progress in the ranks. The only event other than this in which you may take the no show win is if you only did post a no-show verse which consists of 4 rhyming lines.

Topics:
Rstl TEXT Division Topics For Week Starting 7/10

[Ribonuclease]

Topic - Shadow Diaries


its fun to be greatful, I was raised the son of a hateful preacher,
put in the chair when I was nine for torturing victims with the taste of ether,
I think he prayed for me, and my mother.. cuz he'd hate to leave her,
but his fate was sealed as an unfaithful creed and racist creature.
a make believer, I think his brain was fried from war flash backs,
which led to more half racks, and leavin hookers with torn ass cracks,
a form smashed flat, the person I wished to never become,
torturing people in life, but in the back of his mind of heaven he sung.
I found my way through music, forgetting my father while banging a leathery drum,
such a hateful pedigree, I watched the news and dispised of every scum,
that touched an innocent person, I was his miniature version.
the only son of that father - his holy water the minister's burban.
he had sinister urges to kill, depicting all women as virgins,
but life isn't perfect and his case was closing this cinema's curtain.
wasn't quite the devil but became a similar serpent,
I'd hate to be that snake in Eden feedin on his dinner with urchins.

I went to catholic school, and did my hail mary's through spastic drools
but i was thought of as scum because of the things my father had done.
I tried to live my life a normal child with thoughts of growing in piece.
until I was ten years old the hate continued and my loathing increased.
I hated humanity and my father for the way he abondoned me,
and wished that he hadn't killed and just embraced his insanity.
the way that i planned to be was seeming harder to maintain.
Although I hated my dad, I feel we shared the same fate.
we blamed hate, but I tried to hold my grips and keep my composure,
as my feet walked towards the light - my hands were reachin for closure.
I began to find it too hard to remain calm and deal with it sober,
my whole life was indecent exposure, so Ima a freak with a leash on his shoulder.
or a chip on his shoulder, but thats not to say I have a grudge to hold,
but this puddle of mud was cold and I was much too bold to control this rusted soul.
I wanted to leave this town, towards the fields of green and migrate.
as the days past I strayed at last and slipped into the demons mind state.

the first man that crossed my knife got horrifically chopped and sliced.
I returned a day later with a haymaker for his obnoxious wife,
once unconcious I tied her up sliced her in her talkin pipes,
and found pleasure in this bloodlust and began to stalk his type.
I started cold a heart of gold, and now my soul's a block of ice
each thought was tossed aside as I tried to relinquish my loss of pride
I thought to try to keep away from humans like a dog that dies
each death decreased my energy but I'm cursed to live this omish life.
so the cost was high to learn that I was taught with lies
I tried to free the pride in me society had ostracized.
I've seen the earth sink and I've seen some coffins rise,
and the color of deep red, free spread across the skies..
victim after victim tortured and sodomized,
givin rude hints of my blue prints, but always kept my plot's precise.
so as I continued to slaughter through those awful cries,
I saw my reflection in the mirror and gazed into my father's eyes.

[Extreme Venom]

Insane villian no shows like a herb.. I should bann this nigga


Ribo if anything I may be putting you against Urizen unless you just want the no show win.. lemme know on AIM @ maximusvenomous or via PM or post in any of the threads or some shit.. goos verse tho.. I hate my father.. I'd probly smash my skull seeing some shit like that.