Closed Thread
Page 4 of 7 FirstFirst ... 2 3 4 5 6 ... LastLast
Results 31 to 40 of 65

Thread: The Great Evil Halloween Poem/story Contest!

  1. #31
    Original Serf
    Join Date
    Jan 2012
    Posts
    15
    World
    Newfoundland
    Settlers fair, Settlers foul.
    Beware the Grim Reaper on the prowl.
    On such a dark night he may come.
    To steals away you hard earn pumps.
    Guard you then with all your might and bright lights.
    To lift away the darkest blights.
    Know you must graveyards build.
    Day and night you must till.
    For the pumpkin to fill.
    Ghouls and zombies walk the land.
    They will give you a helping hand.
    Myer maybe good for the troops.
    If you in it for the loot.

  2. #32
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Jun 2012
    Posts
    3
    World
    Sandycove
    Putrefaction, hurry, beloved bride,
    embedding our lonely grave!
    Rejected in life, rejected I died
    now only you is what I crave.
    Grace our chamber - the black-clad bier
    your sighing lover will reach your abode.
    Adorn our bridal bed - spring have here
    carnations for us already sowed.

    End in your womb my languishing being,
    Stifle in your embrace my torment!
    Dissolve into worms, my thoughts are freeing,
    to ash my burning heart is sent.
    Rich you are, oh girl! - The dowry you give
    the great, green earth all for me.
    I'm dying up here, but shall eternally live
    down there in the soil with thee.

    For lust's sweet, enchanting suffocation
    the black-clad attendants follow the bride.
    Our wedding song rings from bells of salvation,
    and green curtains us hide.
    When storms both island and ocean beat,
    when all blood is by horrors shed,
    When settlers feud, we sleep so sweet,
    the pumpkin patch our golden bed.

  3. #33
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Sep 2012
    Posts
    9
    World
    Newfoundland
    The settler came as the sun went down
    the reaper appeared and took the settler down.
    As he was going down, he heard the song of death
    that pulled his heart toward the grave

    "Come to me settler and follow my way
    into the world, of darkness and magic.
    With all my power I'll show you the way,
    to all your dreams, hopes and illusions."

  4. #34
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Jul 2012
    Posts
    3
    World
    Sandycove
    Softly creep the hallows eve ghouls
    Through the night to catch the fools
    For a settler who wanders round hallows eve night
    Is always sure to get a fright
    A ghoulish stare, a grip so tight
    Far too late to scream and fight
    So this night a settlers risking
    A soul destroyed and in fire twisting !

  5. #35
    Original Serf
    Join Date
    Jul 2012
    Location
    Vaslui
    Posts
    17
    World
    Sandycove
    This year, I thought,
    How seldom do that sometimes,
    I maschez particularly
    Somehow to scare the world whole,

    And how in the world the hullabaloo,
    I decided, Halloween,
    It appears in the new neighborhood
    Out Osama bin Laden;

    A akaem and dynamite
    I got the "his" in the store,
    Without relationships, without bribes,
    I've given up on debt,

    Turban, more easily found,
    I smeared his face with Miki m,
    And beard even matched
    That what a port of Santa Claus,

    But what I was useful
    And I found a chicken, even
    I got instead of a camel
    A buddy of mine, donkey,

    And I went to scare a neighbor
    To give me the candy she could,
    -See crazy! how faints
    With bin Laden in her threshold,

    That one minute, just more ' before
    What I saw in the small screen
    With-same face, eye, vestments,
    With akaem and with turban!

    Now, and I was scarry too
    So loud I ran,
    But around the corner,a policeman
    When I saw was terrified,

    And as you pass, devoted,
    How she would not give the hair,
    Gave me fine cuz I smoked
    While leading the donkey;

    I go to the Pharmacy
    I come back, I take a hap,
    Yes ' when to go out, to see bane (!)
    Three policeman had on the head,

    Shocked, I was again fined
    And all of the blame of the donkey ...
    Arguing, was parked
    In regular mode,

    Then I say, let scarry him
    On my mother-in-law what lies below,
    Yes ', even entering into the ground
    To notice that so it's nice,

    When I see her on terrorist
    At her door, full of horror,
    As far as I am pessimistic,
    Precisely that is separate,

    Dar am fost pe loc înconjurat,
    Speaking at the two-cell
    A battalion scared
    Paramilitary troops,

    But I escaped, as, suddenly,
    As I so rarely gambling
    All with a fine, I talked
    On urecheat at the cellular,

    So I, Halloween,
    I made a great finding:
    Of Islamabad bin Ladin
    The world nor in the elbow hurts, it

    It's terrified-instead, and loud,
    A cigarette and a cellular,
    No more talk of a parking lot,
    Even it's ... a donkey!





    InGame Name : FallenMoon

  6. #36
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Aug 2012
    Posts
    1
    World
    Newfoundland
    The Settlers Halloween Poem - "The History Of Halloween In Settlers"

    Halloween Evening, 1556.
    A time when our houses were merely of sticks.
    Cattle was brought from the pasture for slaughter,
    Woe and betide the man with one daughter.

    Into the tavern, all ragged and worn,
    The fellow came in, his shirt all a-torn.

    On this Samhain night he had been making a gift,
    A basket of food to ward off the thrift.
    Aunt Irma was ill, so he got her some loaves,
    Some fish, some fruit and to spice it some cloves.
    He was near the provision house when he heard the sound,
    Dropping the basket it bounced on the ground.
    His daughters voice coming from the dark tower,
    A place with an eerie and mystical power.

    Well into the tavern did Eliot Burst,
    His tale be told when the men quenched his thirst.

    To the the witch in her tower old Eliot fled,
    While Mary and Chuck were asleep in their bed.
    At witches tower the strength that he sought,
    Could only with gold at the smelter be bought.
    The power of metal-tooth, that of the ranger,
    To combat that thing of his daughter's danger.
    It was the dark priests - course, of the terrible cult,
    Who were planning to kill her and achieve the result;
    Of living forever, indestructible guys,
    But they had not counted on a father who tries.

    Eliot was but a wheelmaker, he had not the gold,
    But the witch would help and the power was sold.
    The price was agreed as whatever it took,
    The contract he signed without even a look.
    The fight was quite brief, he took the priests out,
    And he saved his daughter to her thankful shout.

    Why was he in the tavern you ask?
    His clothing all worn, requesting a flask,
    Of brew - and our ale was then a lot stronger.
    Well I'll tell if you listen a short while longer.

    The daughter home safe he returned to the witch,
    And shouted her out with a very high pitch.
    "I will soon leave and be off on my way,
    If you tell me the price of the favor this day".
    Well the witch said a simple task was needed,
    Her new sematry was to be seeded.
    The pumpkins to be sown once a year,
    And 12 months later would re-appear.
    The terrible catch and the crux of the story,
    I won't dissapoint you, it is slightly gory.
    That the witch never said when he could stop you see,
    And he keeps coming back since the 15th century.
    He can get a drink and he can see his girl,
    But she's in a grave and he's still in the world.

    Now the provision house makes the gift basket,
    No-one knows why it is shaped like a casket.
    Named after "Irma" - it's forgotten why,
    Could it be that his aunt never said her goodbye?

    Now he rises again and he asks for your aid,
    He will offer you gifts and some new things to trade,
    The latest I hear when you're dealing with him,
    Is a general leader who looks like the grim.

    So take some of his deals if you think you are clever,
    If you're not you will have to replace him ... FOREVER!

  7. #37
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Aug 2012
    Posts
    1
    World
    Northisle
    My heart is black and tight,
    The ghouls are here tonight.
    With wind,and storm and hale,
    my settlers will prevail.
    Although my friends are near,
    the pumpkins give me fear.
    Alas a new begin,
    Its settlers Halloween...

  8. #38
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Sep 2012
    Posts
    2
    World
    Northisle
    It's late and we are sleepy,
    The air is cold and still.
    Our jack-o-lantern grins at us
    Upon the window sill.
    We're stuffed with cake and candy
    And we've had a lot of fun,
    But now it's time for settlers to go to bed
    And dream of all we've done.
    We'll dream of ghosts and goblins
    And of witches that we've seen,
    And we'll dream of trick-or-treating
    On this happy Halloween.

  9. #39
    Pathfinder
    Join Date
    Sep 2012
    Posts
    2
    World
    Northisle
    Three little settlers on Halloween night
    Saw a witch and shrieked in fright
    The witch just laughed and shouted, "Boo!"
    One settler ran home and then there were two.
    Two little settlers who shiver and shook
    With every single step they took.
    When the door opened wide
    One little settler said to the other...
    I'm going home and stay with my mother.
    One little settler can't have much fun,
    so he ran home, and then there were none.

  10. #40
    Skilled Student Triple-J's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2012
    Location
    The Netherlands
    Posts
    41
    World
    Northisle

    Grim Reaper's prevented Masterplan

    Last night
    My island turned into a conference-site.


    All Grim Reapers where gathered.
    Our hope looked shattered.


    While they builded their plans for an eternal night,
    some settlers woke up and started a fight.


    To prevent us all from the Reapers evil plan.
    The battle was epic, never seen by a normal man.


    It took many brave settlers to win, what a close call.
    But with as reward freedom for us all.

Closed Thread

Similar Threads

  1. [Contest] The Great Leprechaun Contest!
    By BB_Dantesama in forum Community Events
    Replies: 32
    Last Post: 22.03.13, 11:14
  2. [Contest] A Valentine's role playing Story!
    By BB_Dantesama in forum Community Events
    Replies: 55
    Last Post: 15.02.13, 15:55
  3. The Great Settler Meme Contest!
    By BB_Dantesama in forum Community Events
    Replies: 73
    Last Post: 17.01.13, 15:07
  4. The Great Olympian Settler Fan Art Contest
    By BB_Azariel in forum Community Events
    Replies: 43
    Last Post: 30.08.12, 08:09

Posting Permissions

  • You may not post new threads
  • You may not post replies
  • You may not post attachments
  • You may not edit your posts

Ubisoft uses cookies to ensure that you get the best experience on our websites. By continuing to use this site you agree to accept these cookies. More info on our privacy.