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Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 2
Textual submission

Fingers tap against sleek surface,
Eyes narrow at flickering lights.
Before the lightly clad figure
Was several meetings,
The attendees unaware
Of this dark listener.

Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 2
Textual submission

The one thing we didn't know,
Pravus' idea for giving us woe,
The terrible secret he held so near,
Is now causing problems and making it clear
That all along he knew our fates,
And now his forces have opened the gates
To all our secrets we held so dear
His army approaches now, so near.
We quake with fear, our time has come
To attempt this coup we were indeed dumb.

Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 2
Textual submission

Great, is this unknown weapon,
The crushing truth, has come to light.
Information impossible to grasp upon,
We still fight to the last, with all our might.

Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 1
Textual submission

Driven by anger, acting in rage,
we forgot about Pravus' friend, Luke Cage,
as Pravus meets Marvel, and then we meet them,
we're writing on a different page.

Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 1
Textual submission

Pravus has a weapon
Its name is Big and Black
It's actually a saber
He pulled it off his stack
He used it rather quickly
And ran a Shadesworn through
Seven seconds later
The rest of us died too
His saber can shoot lightning
We didn't know it did
With a mighty blinding flash
Of us he was rid

Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 1
Submission
Darth Renatus opted out of publishing his submission.
Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 1
Submission
Obelisk Adherent Rrogon Skar Agrona opted out of publishing his submission.
Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 1
Textual submission

Pravus goes pew pew pew
Killing Jedi two by two
It's too bad nobody knew
About his powerful kazoo

Competition
Aftermath: Week 3 Poetry 1
Textual submission

We should have known, we should have thought about it
It was right in front of our faces the whole time, it was
Now we're dying left and right and only now do we realize
The Grandmaster, the big bad, of course he has plot armor