a Belkar soliloquy (with apologies to Shakespeare)

[jscheibel]

(upon finding Miko's body on the ground, talking to his Skull of an Eye of Fear and Flame)

Belkar:

Alas, poor Miko! I knew her, Skull of fire: a lady
of no sense of jest, of most tenacious spirit: She hath
borne my blade in her back a thousand times; and now, how
wonderous in my imagination it is! my heart swells at
it. Here hung those clothes that I set alight I know
not how oft. Where be your rags now? your
malice? your horse? your flashes of righteousness,
that were wont to set the party on its ear? not one
now, to fly at your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now set you afire this lady's flesh, and show her, in
her death ash sits thick, to this favour she owes
none; her fights, I'll miss that.



:smallbiggrin:

[Solo]

You, sir, win.

[Spiryt]

Nice. Hehe :smallbiggrin:

But BTW: It's BELKAR. Seriously, dude.

[Woof]

(upon finding Miko's body on the ground, talking to his Skull of an Eye of Fear and Flame)

Beklar:

Alas, poor Miko! I knew her, Skull of fire: a lady
of no sense of jest, of most tenacious spirit: She hath
borne my blade in her back a thousand times; and now, how
wonderous in my imagination it is! my heart swells at
it. Here hung those clothes that I set alight I know
not how oft. Where be your rags now? your
malice? your horse? your flashes of righteousness,
that were wont to set the party on its ear? not one
now, to fly at your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now set you afire this lady's flesh, and show her, in
her death ash sits thick, to this favour she owes
none; her fights, I'll miss that.



:smallbiggrin:


Hah! You, sir, win the internet award of the day :smallbiggrin:
Unfortunately Miko was nowhere nearly as amusing as Yorik appears to have been.

[jscheibel]

hehe sorry about the typo on the name, I fixed it :)

[dyslexicfaser]

Ignoring the very strange mental image of Belkar speaking in something like iambic pentameter, that was great.