I'm waiting for my ONG Oh where's the newpix? I've been waiting too long It's never early, sometimes it's late The First Commandment is -- Wait for It, and Wait... I'm waiting for my ONG Cueball and Megan, building castles so high The sea is rising, and they don't know why Or if it rains, way out there at sea (And when they look this way, do they see you and me?) I'm waiting for my ONG Time to find out, time to take some bags and go Are there more rivers? Well they just don't know The River's small, the Sea is so Big They'll never suss it out, if all they do is dig I'm waiting for my ONG Now comes the Fading, looks like the End And LaPetite -- is she foe or friend? Does the Sea end? They haven't walked far And does even Megan know just where they are? I'm waiting for my ONG I'm waiting on the sand Tiny trebuchet in my hand I'm waiting here, I'm in such a state So someone tell me -- how long must I Wait? I'm waiting for my ONG
Posted on 2013-05-30 04:04 by partingLance.
I'm Waiting in my pants Just Waiting in my pants What a glorious feelin' I'm happy again. I'm waiting for some it Whatever it may be The sun's in my pants And i'm ready for love. Let the molpy flocks roam On this thread I call home Come on with the wait I've a smile in my pants It tickles like ants just waiting waiting for some it just waiting waiting for some it
Posted on 2013-06-20 10:45 by rvloon.
Whooaaaaa The black Lucky cat was such a threat And somehow I'm deep in your debt Got some wounds how they've bled Turn your black flag to red Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' Cue His skills now give me the chills I've got a bad case of lovin' Cue Got no face, but you've sure got my heart I knew that, Cueball, from the start You watch me coo over molpyflies Seeing you, know you're my prize Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' Cue His skills now give me the chills I've got a bad case of lovin' Cue Whooaaa Built that Sandcastle, recursive on top That's my Cueball, don't you ever stop! You knocked me down, from the raptor's grip Made a cute flag bandage-strip Let me thwap, aim was good It was then that I understood Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' Cue His skills now give me the chills I've got a bad case of lovin' Cue
Posted on 2013-06-23 10:24 by BlitzGirl.
[BlitzGirl] I've got a theory They're in the past far They used a time machine and now they're prehistoric [Qalyar] I've got a theory It's Madagascar Which changed direction from collisions meteoric [Group] I've got a theory we should work this out I'm getting weary; what's this dreary waiting all about [Kieryn] I've got a theory Randall's just messing... [everyone glares] Which is ridiculous 'cause Randall plans out everything Can do no wrong, knows five-act structure, heresy bad And I'll be over here [StratPlayer] I've got a theory Megan is snoozing And dreams whatever her subconscious thinks is groovy [mscha] I've got a theory Some tots out cruising Got shipwrecked just like in that eighties Brooke Shields movie [Group] I've got a theory we should get it right Because it's clearly up to us to see the light [Fluffy] I've got a theory It could be molpies [Ebonite] I've got a - [Fluffy] Molpies aren't just cute like everybody supposes They got them grabby tails and clingy little toes-es And what's with all the chirping They're just calling in bigger dinosaurs Molpies, molpies it must be molpies [Group] I've got a theory, we should work this fast Because it clearly could get serious before it's passed [Buffygirl] I've got a theory It doesn't matter What can't we face if we wait for it When it takes place we'll all adore it The end of Time We've all been there Mountains to climb We'll wait and stare [Group] What's in this thread that we can't handle We have no dread of acts of Randall We'll post our bits We'll all be nice We'll ketchup blitz [Vytron] Hey, I've blitzed twice [Group] What can't we face if we're together (We'll wait for it) What's in this place that we can't weather (We'll wait for it) There's nothing we can't face [Fluffy] Except for molpies...
Posted on 2013-06-11 01:47 by Rule110.
If I were a Stick Man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a Stick-like man. I would make a sandcastle. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. If I were a biddy biddy stick, Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man. I'd build a big tall castle with flags by the dozen, Right in the middle of the beach. A fine archway to connect two more towers. There would be one large castle up on the top, And one more down below, And some towers in the middle, just for show. I'd bombard my castle with rocks and stones with our handy Trebuchet. Firing just as wildly as we can With each loud "plunk" "thwap" "biff" and "bap" Would land like a trumpet on the ear, As if to say "Here lives a great Stick-Man." If I were a stick man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a stick-like man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. If I were a biddy biddy stick, Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man
Posted on 2013-05-03 11:36 by Caswallon.
This is a song about ignorance And the feeling of ignorance And a journey to get rid of the... feeling of... ignorance It's called: Ignorance In our knowledge-based modern society There is still stuff that you never knew A word with a cryptic usage Born in a corner of the Internet unknown to you Just five seemingly familiar letters Arranged in a way that will form a word That can bring a smile to the faces of those rare people Who happen to know what it's about A couple of Ts, an R and an E, and also an O Just five little letters all jumbled together Make a word with a meaning you just don't know And it's important that we understand That if these people should happen to choose To use the word to refer to themselves It doesn't mean the rest of you have a clue to its use So never underestimate The power that jargon imparts To those for whom "ottification" is a real word That refers to a subgenre of several arts A couple of Ts - tease them, if you want, about it An R and an E - even go ahead and shout it And also an O - no, in the end you still won't comprehend Even if I spell it out again... Yeah Only an otter would call another otter otter Only an otter would call another otter otter So listen if you value your mental health Better don't become an otter yourself, yeah Only an otter would call another otter otter As an otter you would hardly ever get to bed Spend your nights ketching up on the One True Thread Watching stick figures build sandcastles on the beach Comparing images, pixel for pixel each And you'd learn words like treeish and seaish Molpy, dilgunnerang and riverish But until then it just will seem like gibberish And those words are ours and ours alone Don't you know that... Only an otter would call another otter otter Yeah, only an otter would call another otter otter So if I post a fake ONG And ottify a song Then you wouldn't be wrong To guess I've spent a long while on it But only an otter would call another otter otter Now listen to me We're not looking for sympathy Just 'cause Randall ended the OTC Though the GLR stopped making newpix The otters still keep coming up with new tricks I imagine if you'd see our creOTTivity You'd admire our artistic sensitivity And pretty soon develop a proclivity To ask if you, too, may call us otters And I'd say: "I don't think that's appropriate!" 'Cause only an otter should call another otter otter And all the forumites, they agree it's a fact Once you've gone OTT, you can't go back Only an otter would call another otter otter Yeah go blitz through the thread, all you faithful wowterful blitzers you! Yeah, we learnt to patiently Wait For It The alt-text told us so, and that was what we did Finally we read "The End" after a few dix of "Run" But pretending you were there with us is just not on If you really want to be an otter like us Then you'll have to prove you're not just trying to sh*te us The word you must be able to get right is Semencoffeecancerbaconbabiesonice Yeah, only an otter would call another otter otter Yeah, only an otter would call another otter otter And if you find something neat On the thread, it's a feat You're invited to repeat Or even beat From your seat Only an otter would call another otter otter We write haikus, double-dactyls and panther salve ads Adorn our avatars with buffygirl's hats Make songs and photo-manips that are awefulsome And I don't mean awful but awesome and also fulsome It's a play on words Only an otter would call another otter otter And only an otter could tell the difference from a nutter Just like only a blitzer knows what it's like to blitz in fits, yeah Yeah, only an otter Only an otter Only an otter, yeah We are having a lotta Treeish times and we're not a Bunch of hopeless nerds but a CreOTTivity hotspot that keeps getting hotter Still only an otter would call another otter... otter.
Posted on 2013-08-12 19:43 by svenman.
Long ago, some Time before Cuegan began building on a shore There were boxes and boards Must have come from a furniture store It's not too expensive, it's not at all And they built a seaish platform tall-er, so fine Rising over the great Sandcastle so fine Ikea: got one down by the Sea for the greatest convenience Ikea: selling furniture for those poor souls inbetween tents Nobody has a home Ikea won't have a home when the Sea gets high So grab your bag and make no fuss Cuegan had not much to discuss In the land where the River is small and the Sea gets so high And the Ikea watched them go Wondering just what did Cuegan know Leaving safe shores for much rougher ground where the raptorcats snarl Ikea: got one down by the Sea for the greatest convenience Ikea: selling furniture for those poor souls inbetween tents Nobody has a home Ikea won't have a home when the Sea gets high Ikea: platforms, scaffolds Ikea: dilgunnerangs Ikea: ugh, steam bottles Look out for the Sea! Look out, Time to flee! I'm sorry to say the Ikea's stuck I saw the Sea and they're outta luck It's too big and you know That it does just whatever it wants I checked back in to see what they'd do But all that was left of the ocean view Was a bucket, bobbing alone and it made me afraid Ikea: got one down by the Sea for the greatest convenience Ikea: selling furniture for those poor souls inbetween tents Nobody has a home Ikea won't have a home when the Sea gets high
Posted on 2013-07-07 05:58 by BlitzGirl.
If you had not've fluttered I would not've nommed you Beesnake flying too far From the ground You rested your pretty wings I circled for a while Sure that you would flutter up And I'd nom you down I knew some day That you would fly away 'Cause beesnakes aren't the smartest Molpies 'round Flee me, if you need to I will still dismember Beesnake flying too far From the ground Fly on, fly on past The speed of sound I'll wait 'til you're high up To nom you down Flee me, if you need to I will still dismember Beesnake flying too far From the ground
Posted on 2013-06-17 16:30 by jjjdavidson.
You know like the back of your hand Who let me in You got me into this fora so I never want out. You know like the back of your hand Our La Petite. Our Newpixtion. Ingenue. You get me into this fora. Fools rushing in, yeah, And we Wait for It. The sands of the big sea you know blow away. In good time, I hope, I pray. If I'm not there now physically, I'm always there post coma Come what may. And you know it. Fools rushing in Well you know it. Who let them in? Well you know it Gone with a touch of White Gone with a touch of White Move through the moment Though it betrays Transformations Cancer babies and bags If I knew now What I knew then Just give me more Time I hope and pray M&C mistake all they say As the sands of the big sea blow them away.
Posted on 2013-04-29 19:00 by Valarya.
March on With your treasured friends Water is rising You've come to journeys end Molpy down And dream of fellow friends and dwellers They are crying From across the thread of Time Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see Meg and Cue will return someday Safe in each others arms You're only dreaming What can you see In 1190? Why does the title text hurt? Across our thread A new hope rises The water still moves on the new ONG And we will turn toward each other A light on the Sea (big) Forever friends Time fades Into the world of night Through molpies dancing In our memories and filks Don't say: We have come now to the end The thread's still calling You and I will meet again And we'll be here in our Time just comaing
Posted on 2013-07-26 23:35 by Valarya.