Galain, on 23 October 2012 - 11:41 AM, said:
Olar Ethil, on 23 October 2012 - 09:10 AM, said:
Meanas, on 23 October 2012 - 08:55 AM, said:
@OE
I'm not sure. I just re-read your first "poetry" posts, and it seems relatively apparent that you're quoting from memory and not "getting" them from anywhere except your brain.
It could be suspicious as you say. He was making fun of Spite's haiku and my limericks, too. but he only asked you about yours (asking all three of us would have been REALLY suspicious).
The first few are from my memory. The others are some that I have found. Not going to say where. The point is he asked for the location. You make a good point, if every posts in our own unusual way it would be hard for the FM's to mimic us. Spelling, punctuation, certain phrases and words. It'll be difficult for them so he wants us to tone it down. It makes him stand out a little.
it's a nice thought, but no. you went into great detail explaining the children's game behind your poetry, unlike the other poems which were farces on a set genre. plus, accusing me of trying to copy cat you is odd since the name of the game for a FM is survival. choosing your persona, even early on, is suicide for a FM.
so the question is, why are you honing on me? trying to get a feel for my style? a FM may need to lie low, but if it fails a jump, it most certainly does not want to be a target.
It's a nice thought? I think it is exactly what we are looking for. Like Meanas said if you had carried on with others asking them how they come up with their stuff then you would look a hell of a lot more suspicious. As to copy catting me it was and still is entirely plausible. I guess we won't know that until tomorrow. I plan to play like this as long as possible. My posts are long enough for you to get a "feel" or "vibe" from the way I post and you'll know if that changes. The post I posted about you asking me where my poetry came from was the reason I "honed" in on you to put it in your words. Nothing else has stood out to me yet.
My eyes are bleeding, I need to share!
If you go up to the bedroom now,
You're sure of a big surprise.
If you go up to the bedroom now,
You'll hardly believe your eyes:
'Cause mum and Dad are having a shag,
Her head is in a brown paper bag,
But even so, Dad doesn't think it's a picnic!