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==Poems Recited During The Slaughter==
==Poems Recited During The Slaughter==
===By [[User:Vapor|Vapor]]===
:''I've told you once; I've told you twice; So this is telling three - The coroner will find out; The cause of death was FoD.''
:''So very many deadly deaths; We'd like to give a go - We'll murder you all, then bather in blood; On this eve so hallow.''
:''We've come for your soul; Playing tricks as we go; And looking dapper doing so.''
:''It's not a random act, you see; We have our reasons why; And the fog outside will roll over you; At the moment that you die.''
:''And now, as the dead knock at the door; And I complete my rhyme - It's killing time, it's killing time, it's killing killing time.''
===By [[User:DT|DT]] (broadcast over 27.40 MHz)===
:''"An age old trick we used to play" (2 minutes ago)''
:''"upon you all upon this day" (2 minutes ago)''
:''"now again to don the pale white mask" (2 minutes ago)''
:''"and for "˜trick" or "˜treat" again to ask" (1 minute ago)''
:''"Carrying wilted rose and poison snake" (1 minute ago)''
:''"By Manson"€™s music the dead to wake" (1 minute ago)''
:''"While we fight the tyrants of your mall," (1 minute ago)''
:''"drink crimson rum to enjoy it all." (1 minute ago)''
:''"For on this one day, once every year:" (1 minute ago)''
:''"IT'S SAMHAIN THAT YOU'LL LEARN TO FEAR!" (1 minute ago)''
===By [[User:Spiderzed/Alts/Sally|Sally A. Summers]]===
(Sally, if you have this please fill it in since it's foreign language I don't want to screw it up)
===By [[User:Killer Scarecrow|Killer Scarecrow]]===
:''Up the airy mountain, down the rushy glen, we daren't go a hunting, for fear of Decayed Flower men. You see, nobody ever goes in... and nobody ever comes out.''

Revision as of 20:14, 3 November 2012

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The following groups took part in this event:

Flowers of Decay · Philosophe Knights · Columbine Kids · Cobra · Spartans · Red Rum

Pages
Main
Talk


Motto
Kill 'em All


Numbers
nn


Who's doing this?
PKA & it's member groups.


Goals
Kill everyone we see.


Location
Marven Mall, South Blytheville and the surrounding area

When: Tuesday, Oct 30th, 2012 through ???


Screenshots of the event
You can find records of this event here.


Poetry
These poems were recited during the celebration.


Poems Recited During The Slaughter

By Vapor

I've told you once; I've told you twice; So this is telling three - The coroner will find out; The cause of death was FoD.
So very many deadly deaths; We'd like to give a go - We'll murder you all, then bather in blood; On this eve so hallow.
We've come for your soul; Playing tricks as we go; And looking dapper doing so.
It's not a random act, you see; We have our reasons why; And the fog outside will roll over you; At the moment that you die.
And now, as the dead knock at the door; And I complete my rhyme - It's killing time, it's killing time, it's killing killing time.

By DT (broadcast over 27.40 MHz)

"An age old trick we used to play" (2 minutes ago)
"upon you all upon this day" (2 minutes ago)
"now again to don the pale white mask" (2 minutes ago)
"and for "˜trick" or "˜treat" again to ask" (1 minute ago)
"Carrying wilted rose and poison snake" (1 minute ago)
"By Manson"€™s music the dead to wake" (1 minute ago)
"While we fight the tyrants of your mall," (1 minute ago)
"drink crimson rum to enjoy it all." (1 minute ago)
"For on this one day, once every year:" (1 minute ago)
"IT'S SAMHAIN THAT YOU'LL LEARN TO FEAR!" (1 minute ago)

By Sally A. Summers

(Sally, if you have this please fill it in since it's foreign language I don't want to screw it up)

By Killer Scarecrow

Up the airy mountain, down the rushy glen, we daren't go a hunting, for fear of Decayed Flower men. You see, nobody ever goes in... and nobody ever comes out.