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Traveling garden gnome

Brocklandia wrote:What a coincidence--just like most of our customers. The "lifeless" part, I mean, 'cause our customers are seldom "silent," with their complaining about "my martini is too hot," or "this hamburger tried to eat me," and "I demand to talk to your manager." Those that ask to see the manager are never seen again.

Welcome to the Bar, by the way.

The gnome listened silently. He was silent, lifeless. Sitting on his stool facing the bar, an empty glass of beer in front of him.

Confederate cuba and The Peanut Feast

Ugh, my head. I'll have a beer... (Is back to normal)

Traveling garden gnome wrote:A gnome appears in your garden

I didn't know we had a garden. What possible horrors could we be growing there? Anything scavengeable?

(nice choice for a traveling nation, by the way)

Zombie Penguins, Zany Zanes, and Traveling garden gnome

The Grimm Reaper wrote:Steps out of the shadows.

I'LL HAVE A CUP.

Pours several glasses, handing one to the patron with a nod.

Mardatan wrote:I died.

It happens.

Hands them a glass of coffee.

Confederate cuba wrote:Ugh, my head. I'll have a beer... (Is back to normal)

Clunks their coffee cup onto the counter annoyed before stalking to the back and grabbing the closest bottle of what should probably be beer or beer like.

Enjoy.

Returns to their warm glass.

Traveling garden gnome wrote:The gnome listened silently. He was silent, lifeless. Sitting on his stool facing the bar, an empty glass of beer in front of him.

*The friendly Canadadian sits down next to the gnome*
How you doin, eh?

Traveling garden gnome

The gnome looked at the bar one last time and promised himself to come back for a drink. Then he disappeared and his stool remained empty.

Zany Zanes wrote:Clunks their coffee cup onto the counter annoyed before stalking to the back and grabbing the closest bottle of what should probably be beer or beer like.

Enjoy.

Returns to their warm glass.

Thanks... I have a weird taste for flesh... that's not a order ... Just saying.
*sips beer* ... And no I'm not interested in flesh either

The weekend poetry contest is over. It appears I'm judging. There are some good entries even if they don't all view zombies as friends.

In third place:

The Peanut Feast wrote:The Zombies come to stay
They never go away
People flee in fear
It happens every year
They seem to crave brains
Who really knows their aims?
They shuffle and they stagger
While searching for gray matter
They remain the walking dead
Cured by a blast to the head!

Second place goes to:

Jehovahs witness wrote:The Witness sighs as they come in from offscreen, wiping some blood off their brow as they sit down.

A day like this, its a tradition.. And a certain kind of fun with the undead. I should elaborate in poem.

Ah, what a pleasant sight I see!
You've got issues here, you know?
Tell me now, what's up, zombie?

Your brain is rotten and your instincts are free
And you're rather slovenly slow
Ah, what a pleasant sight I see!

I hope you don't mind I'm carefree
You just ain't putting up much of a show
Tell me now, what's up, zombie?

Don't mind that shot in your knee
I just gotta bring you down low
Ah, what a pleasant sight I see!

I can see the way you're eyeing me
If you're shy, just go with the flow
Tell me now, what's up, zombie?

I apologize if I'm showing glee
While you're laying there, sent back below
Ah, what a pleasant sight I see!
Tell me now, what's up, zombie?

And the winner:

Zany Zanes wrote:A crumpled paper tossed to the waste bin lands in the poetry submission box.

The world has fallen apart.

I've been here since the start.

The provisions, I know, will last me.

Alone, if I last mentally.

But you speak from across the door.

Of hunger that ripped and tore.

And a need for flesh and brains.

A bloody field of stains.

A button stands between us,

Each day I forget why I fuss.

Would it really be so bad?

Could it be worse than what I've had?

I can't decide today though.

Perhaps I will tomorrow.

Congrats Zany Zanes. Let us know if you'll be judging next and what you want to see.

Zany Zanes wrote:A shadow grabs a glass and places it on the counter, pouring something which most certainly willingly leaves the bottle and showing itself to be of completely normal viscosity, enters the glass in question.

While I'm sure these are all valid questions, let's not ask them to the room at large. Might draw a little bit of unwanted attention being loud like that. Just letting you know for your own safety. Not at all because you've disturbed my nap of course.

Places the glass before the possible patron.

Enjoy.

... but what do I do with this blood?

East lodge wrote:... but what do I do with this blood?

Whatever you want. I find gathering a bucket of blood and dumping it on a prom queen to be quite entertaining.

Maple Hockey Canadia wrote:*The friendly Canadadian sits down next to the gnome*
How you doin, eh?

Hey! Stop hitting on the garden ornaments!

Zombie Penguins wrote:Whatever you want. I find gathering a bucket of blood and dumping it on a prom queen to be quite entertaining.

Hope your insurance is paid up.

Brocklandia wrote:Hope your insurance is paid up.

*looks at phone*
im sure mr america wont notice i did'nt pay my obama care...

Traveling garden gnome wrote:The gnome looked at the bar one last time and promised himself to come back for a drink. Then he disappeared and his stool remained empty.

Brocklandia wrote:Hey! Stop hitting on the garden ornaments!

Frightened away? Perhaps he just wasn’t prepared Ms. Maple Hockey Canadia?

The Peanut Feast wrote:Frightened away? Perhaps he just wasn’t prepared Ms. Maple Hockey Canadia?

No one is prepared for Maple Hockey Canadia--not even Maple Hockey Canadia hirself.

Zombie Penguins wrote:Whatever you want. I find gathering a bucket of blood and dumping it on a prom queen to be quite entertaining.

Well yeah that's fun too. I'm feeling a little woozy from it but uknow that's okay ush

I snbs slzna dbsleep
Bkel liquid is ba

I’m alive again so that’s good... right?

Brocklandia wrote:No one is prepared for Maple Hockey Canadia--not even Maple Hockey Canadia hirself.

You're not wrong
No one can prepare themselves for Cnananadad
Especially in the wintertime

*Evil laughter*

A cold glass of water

Reappears on the Bar.

Zombie Penguins wrote:And the winner: Congrats Zany Zanes. Let us know if you'll be judging next and what you want to see.

Looks up from their nap.

Oh, really? I won?

Stretches like a cat, popping their joints satisfyingly.

Thank you, I accept the ...honor. Next week we should do something fun. I'm in a mood, let's try humorous poetry. I won't strictly regulate the topics, but bonus points to anyone who makes me laugh. Points taken away for death or pickles, I've had enough of both for the week.

Zombie Penguins, East lodge, and Duncan the delivery doggo

A cold glass of water wrote:Reappears on the Bar.

Stares at it suspicious, everyone in the bar knows not to trust water.

Zombie Penguins, East lodge, The Grimm Reaper, Jason Vo0rhees, and 2 othersDuncan the delivery doggo, and Consuela de la Morrela

Maple Hockey Canadia wrote:You're not wrong
No one can prepare themselves for Cnananadad
Especially in the wintertime

*Evil laughter*

Hot dam

A cold glass of water wrote:Reappears on the Bar.

Zany Zanes wrote:Looks up from their nap.

Oh, really? I won?

Stretches like a cat, popping their joints satisfyingly.

Thank you, I accept the ...honor. Next week we should do something fun. I'm in a mood, let's try humorous poetry. I won't strictly regulate the topics, but bonus points to anyone who makes me laugh. Points taken away for death or pickles, I've had enough of both for the week.

There once was an ugly barnacle
The ugly barnacle was so ugly that he died
The end!

Zany Zanes wrote:Stares at it suspicious, everyone in the bar knows not to trust water.

... I would rather drink bleach.

I've been working on stuff for a while and I'm tired.
My friends are too busy to talk and I'm filling the silence with work.
It'll be okay but still it's stressful.
School is weird and it's jn the way of a lot but I still like it I guess.
I want to continue my extra studies and languages but I can't find the time just yet. I've been focusing on my store lately just figuring that out.
I'm going to go to the dentist on the 11th and if I have to get dental work I'll be loopy and I'll reveal all my secrets. I'm praying to my gods that won't happen. I guess I have to beg for twilight anesthesia.
I feel like I need a partner but I don't want one and no one wants me so that's alright. I still want someone to love me tho. I want to see my friends but they live all over the world. My cats get into trouble and I can't be there to save them all the time. My cat's getting fixed tomorrow and I have no idea when or what the day would look like. I need routine so I can relax and I haven't been able to do anything from that routine lately. I have to make a new routine and I don't like it, but it's okay. I don't like what I do during the day before I go to work and honestly work is happier than at the house. And I work in retail as a cashier during holiday season.
I want to watch some movies and take a bath. Did you know that people who take long warm baths get warmth from the baths instead of human contact because they're lonely? And this is why I don't want to take a long warm bath. I want to go back in time but I can't, and I want to be in the future but I have to make it.
You got any advice for this feeling? Is this a quarter life crisis?

Zany Zanes and Duncan the delivery doggo

Lord protector of the land

YouTube Inc wrote:*looks at phone*
im sure mr america wont notice i did'nt pay my obama care...

brobama care

Duncan the delivery doggo

East lodge wrote:

... I would rather drink bleach.

I've been working on stuff for a while and I'm tired.
My friends are too busy to talk and I'm filling the silence with work.
It'll be okay but still it's stressful.
School is weird and it's jn the way of a lot but I still like it I guess.
I want to continue my extra studies and languages but I can't find the time just yet. I've been focusing on my store lately just figuring that out.
I'm going to go to the dentist on the 11th and if I have to get dental work I'll be loopy and I'll reveal all my secrets. I'm praying to my gods that won't happen. I guess I have to beg for twilight anesthesia.
I feel like I need a partner but I don't want one and no one wants me so that's alright. I still want someone to love me tho. I want to see my friends but they live all over the world. My cats get into trouble and I can't be there to save them all the time. My cat's getting fixed tomorrow and I have no idea when or what the day would look like. I need routine so I can relax and I haven't been able to do anything from that routine lately. I have to make a new routine and I don't like it, but it's okay. I don't like what I do during the day before I go to work and honestly work is happier than at the house. And I work in retail as a cashier during holiday season.
I want to watch some movies and take a bath. Did you know that people who take long warm baths get warmth from the baths instead of human contact because they're lonely? And this is why I don't want to take a long warm bath. I want to go back in time but I can't, and I want to be in the future but I have to make it.
You got any advice for this feeling? Is this a quarter life crisis?

Grabs a mug and pours some tea for two. It's strong and flavorful, something familiar and pleasant, but faint the way a bout of nostalgia on a rainy day leaves you feeling when it drifts away.

In equal parts I relate and wish I could help. Sounds like you're in-between things. Life is happening but nothing is going on and it's tiring. I think everyone feels this way occasionally. I know I do, but I like to keep in mind that it passes eventually. Things will happen and you'll be there to figure it out. It scary and tedious but life just works that way sometimes. Hopefully in the future you can look back and appreciate the journey, what it took to make it there, despite how it feels now.

I get the fear for your cats. I've recently had a bunch of cats fixed, they were fine, if a little loopy for the day. I'm sure yours will be okay and if you have questions the veterinarians are usually cool enough to answer them. As for your friends, they are probably feeling pretty similarly, it's hard to find the time, the energy to put into things, to keep up on important friendships. There's no easy way around that, just sending them messages and keeping up with them when you can and hoping they do the same. And while people drift away there's always the opportunity of people drifting in too. People you might meet that you may even feel more connected to.

Your struggle with routine is super relatable. Routine is difficult, but it's good you know what you need. It's the first step to working on it. Just make sure it suits you, add things you enjoy, make time to do things that help you feel more like yourself, whatever that may be. Personally, I could stand to take that advice honestly, but I try to make time for it all. It's important.

Did you know hot baths boost your immune system? They also help your heart and your sleep patterns. Enjoy a bath. It's okay to feel lonely. The future comes eventually and hopefully it will have people by your side that help that feeling go away.

Aside from "wait, it gets better, I promise" I don't have any advice. But I am here to offer a metaphysical drink and a listening ear if you want to chat.

And, just because it's important and I think it should be mentioned, it's never a bad idea to consider mental health resources. Sometimes life gets difficult and it's good to have someone trained in dealing with it in our corner. But that's always up to the individual of course.

Duncan the delivery doggo and Consuela de la Morrela

Puppet tyranacility

A cold glass of water wrote:Reappears on the Bar.

Oh damn!
Haven't seen this one in a while

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