the last person to post here wins

Reposting from elsewhere-

It appeared suddenly, as if the lights were thrown in it's face. It revealed itself to be a bloated head, with huge hollows for eyes leading to two pulsating points that spurted blood down it's haggard face. The mouth was taped shut in a 'x' pattern, indenting slightly in the middle as if it had swollen up in the middle. A few strands of hair laid on it's oily hair.

The next second, it was gone. The second after that, a blur a motion and the embrace of thick wire around my neck.

The lights went out.

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("...that reads well..." went the goblin, adding "...thanks for posting then...")

repost from elsewhere, the goblin putting his dailylife in its place now

in fact, the goblin was still fearing the probability of pole shift now, saying "...the magnetic field depends on some external factor seeing that the earth's core is merely a liquid, magnetic south is geographic north and actually points to greenland, so the real question here is how much our approaching the galactic equator is going the effect things now, be that either through external radiation, which I don't think it is, or just by proximity, which seems far more likely but either way the goblin, either way something tells me it's time to think a little deeper than dailylife now..."

http://earthquake.usgs.gov/earthquakes/world/historical.php

https://2img.net/r/ihimizer/img215/5313/eqdepth.png

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hey! whats new everyone

"...not sure myself..." replied the goblin recovering from his cold, but now a bit worried in fact that the american administration, was just following the spanish empire in 17th century down her road to ruin here, adding "...well, the parallel is clear enough, I mean same fervor at the top, same problem of logistics, same high cost too, where slowly demoralization creeps in, troops go unpaid or ill equipped, mutinies within the ranks, and final pullout, at the cost of her empire, for if spain had cut her loses at the start, she wouldn't have paved the way for the french empire first, followed by the british empire after that...", simply spain had the new world with an almost unlimited supply of silver at the time, concluding "...so if spain with its unlimited finance couldn't defeat the various states in the netherlands, how could it be possible be then, that america, with a trillion dollar debt at this point, can somehow subdue the afghanistan tribes indefinitely here...", simply, that same old writing was on the wall again, and it still read "pull out or bleed on"

Love that picture above my post. "DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?"

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("...thanks, matching pictures to texts is all part of the practice in my view..." mentioned the goblin, adding "...I wrote about dorothy's dog toto in the other post about america before, so this one just clicked when I saw the picture there..."

"Flobadob!" Mouthed a mushroom of deceit and villainy in the background who just wanted a nanosecond of attention.

repost from elsewhere, the goblin settling the score about his not roleplaying

"...ah now, I like your posts humans, and am well fed on them too..." said the goblin, feeling he should mention roleplaying here, adding "...actually I've never really been interested in roleplaying as such, no, I've nothing against it now, just it often turns into an excuse for writing, I mean if one really wants to write, then why not just do without needing some excuse to write, where if you're any good the readers will just read you, and your "hit count" will reflect your readership...", in fact, a real bore for the goblin was coming across that line in threads, reading "I'm roleplaying because I want to become a writer", making the goblin utter "...ok, so you've roleplayed enough, what's your next step then, "live writing" in your posts perhaps, now that would be daring of you..."

repost from elsewhere, before it failed again

"...ah xxxxx, nice to meet you and to know that there is someone smart enough to merit my staying now..." replied the goblin seeing that things might become clearer, saying "...posts are born of posts are they not, so people's comments, their heckles, or whatever, get replied to first somewhat crudely between brackets here, where I then store my reply elsewhere to edit it later into something more to my liking adding a picture too, meaning presto, another "live writer's" post then...", meaning too, that unlike most people who probably couldn't remember what they posted last week, the goblin had a body of posts by now, a known username, and a readership on par with a small book, adding "...ah, but I get banned a lot too, where sites do fold on me as well, so it's just as well that I store across sites to keep my stuff safe, so now you know all then, no big deal here, just a writer's folly perhaps, something to show for my years of posting then..."

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the goblin was enjoying the replies here and would just read whatever anyone posted anyway, and yet somehow that voice in the back of the goblin's mind seemed miles away as if asking that one question again "...so goblin, what's it to be then, so does one support "the south" here, well, isn't that what those americans are asking themselves too, ah but what is "the south" to them where it is not what went before either..."

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i think i really need a slap in the face to get myself out of this emo mood...when the latest HIM video just was on tv i almost started to cry...what the heck is this country doing to me?

"...fear not young damsel in distress, for I will spell it out to you now..." went the valiant goblin once more, adding "...for it's not just your country, but the whole system that surrounds you, which is the actual madness, though perhaps it might be somewhat better to veer on the side of emo than that of insensitive here, for with the former one grows over time something of oneself to counter it, whereas with the latter then, one goes through life unaware of just how much one is manipulated into thinking that what matters to them, actually matters to you too, where it doesn't mater at all, repeat after me then "I am not my dailylife, I am not for sale here"..."

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"...hi..." said the goblin again, his first post here it seemed, and aware that he was amongst others here who had probably heard of the "live writing" scene on this internet now, explaining "...ask yourself, for each poster who actually reads an entry in your blog, how many more will read this post here...", to which, since many more people would read shared threads than individual blogs, the answer simply was "many", explaining "...perhaps then we need a random thread where each of us can contribute together, a round table then..." the goblin paused, sipped his coffee, and then dived into something else, saying "...so back in the victoria age, it wasn't books that they most readers were eager to read, no, I mean neither dickens and doyle actually kept people on tentahooks with books, it was with episodes in journals, that golden age of victorian journals no less, and today what have we now...", and with that the goblin left off with a smile, knowing that either the others, if they replied at all, would either argue content, or attack his persona, but "live writers" usually kept it to under ten lines max, they wrote in their posts, where their readership often rivaled a small book much as the goblin's did

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the poster had correctly guessed the publisher's game then, so the goblin felt he should explain it further, saying "...well, for just matched posts alone, about100 thread pages, where adding up their number it's around 1500 posts...", which was entirely irrelevant, and meant nothing where one was anonymous, adding "...but, why change that, why bother to print or publish ones works, and be at the mercy of some publisher only to be discarded in a few years time then, I mean those rascals don't want any long term successes, well bar their own one or two main authors now, so it just remains "short term profit" from the rest of us, it's all rigged, where simply you're their best seller one year and forgotten the next, like so many writers before you now, just as it is for the music industry too, where no one actually stops to remember of what happened to "last year's star" then...", so the goblin wrote for himself alone, where being anonymous was ample proof of that now, save that the "live writer's" scene was advancing here, he only had to look at the others now where once he had been alone

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Endless Mistrust
Curse you crows on better branches
Who leave us owls with lesser chances
Who made us creatures of this night
Always in fear of your daytime strike
But in the dark you cannot see
The owl that swoops upon thee.

Curse you owls in your hidden nest
Who stork us crows as we do rest
Who made us creatures of this day
Always in fear of your nighttime play
But in the light you cannot stop
The crows that group to drop.

-fleamailman-

("...nice, you write will, mentioned to goblin)

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Is it just me, or are people not buying and reading books like they used to do?

the goblin thanked the poster for her question,replying "...I'm afraid that what you have noticed is exactly what you have concluded too, 100% correct then, in that, if I really had the choice between reading your book and conversing with you like this, I would choose the latter here, where perhaps, if I then liked what you wrote in your replies, I would take interest in your book too..." continuing "...so I am awful at "live writing" it seems, but if I agreed with everyone, that readers are indeed moving in the direction of "interaction" with their authors, then surely I'd be a fool not to try to master this medium...", simply, the goblin kept his eye on the hit count here, concluding "...so now, when one can create a thread that gets a high hit count, one should at least admit to oneself that one is doing things right, where unfortunately the opposite is also true...", yet the goblin meant well by what he wrote now, he was after all trying to be supportive and wouldn't be here if he didn't have great faith in the talents of the members here

repost from elsewhere, the UK elections

"...are we not well fed here then..." said the goblin, suspecting that the big difference between the UK and the USA, in the elections, was that the former risked "same'ism" whichever party came to power, whereas the latter risked "extremism", that of more socialism under president obama, or fascism under lady president palin or whoever then, saying "at least for the brits, like in that aesop fable, are only voting between "king logs" here, whereas america will be voting between "king storks" now..."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Frogs_Who_Desired_a_King


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"Quality over quantity", her mother always said. Yet still the half-breed did not find the length of her masterpeice satisfactory.

the goblin too, was careful about length, feeling that ten to twelve lines was best, where one could also break the post into two of three even, since the reader could follow if one started the post with repetition of the situation as in "still here, still seated in the bistro" or more bluntly wrote into the title "continuation from previous post", etc., saying "...it's a compromise, the longer ones post, the more one is asking of readers, who will read one long post once in a while but whose hearts will sink if its long each time...", but then the other trick was to add a picture too, knowing that curiosity is a big pull here, so the picture had to be connected to the topic in some way, yes, but the picture also had to be eye catching too, where the last line on the text subtlety connected that picture, or contrasted it to the text as some dress statement would perhaps

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why don't you post elsewhere on this forum goblin

"...very simply, I never tag a thread for the thread's sake, or for the site's sake, each post has to be worth my posting to me now..." replied the goblin in all honesty here, adding "...have you any idea, what it's like to be on fifty "last post" threads then, can you imagine even, the number of notifications, ranging form praise to outright hostility, both form creative writing on writer's forums, to dark stuff on goth forums, on to supporting courageous lupusbots on their forum too, etc., etc., and all of them asking me that same question then, where I have to then apologize to each in turn, that there isn't enough me to go round now...", in fact, the goblin only did about one post a day but that post then had to be reposted fifty times over, before it even came close to finished in his view, concluding "...the more you put into a post the more that will come out of it, so where is the muse in just tagging threads..."

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I'm glad you liked it. It brought tears to my eyes.

"...I cried too..." replied the goblin, adding "...but I guess, what with you're nam-vet background, all would have been clearer to you, you knew well that for some families who weren't shown in that video, the outcome was so tragically different, simply, most viewers from civistreet haven't got a clue what soldiers and their families go through now, they only see media coverage of warzones, where they don't realized that the soldier their viewing on the screen is actually a man with his family, no, they see action, excitement, whatever, but not the real context then...", and with that, the goblin then pinched the video, saying "...ah, but we're not to be trusted, though you know me by now, I can't resist true beauty when I've seen it..."

https://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=hkGzqpGx1KU

repost from elsewhere, the "what are you doing" thread

the goblin as always has been neatly arranging those deckchairs on the titanic again, since he knew that the ship might not actually sink in his lifetime, so there he was, still working/living as usual, while ever more evidence of the forthcoming ice age just piled up around him, "...ah, but none of this could be true because the media would have told one by now, wouldn't they..." went the goblin in some self reassurance here, but the media was not in the business of seeding panic here, and besides, who would then arrange deckchairs if everyone know there was no time left now

http://english.pravda.ru/science/earth/106922-0/

http://www.scientificblogging.com/florilegium/blog/why_so_many_earthquakes_decade

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"...how smart you are to have guessed it then..." mentioned the goblin who simply explained, saying "...posters post, writers write, but live writers cheat, they feed feed feed...", somehow the goblin remembered the story where hell is supposed to have spoons that so long to feed oneself with, whereas in heaven those same spoons were used to feed others with, saying "...well you feed me, I feed the slot, all spoon feeding then..."


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(the goblin always posts back, saying "...you write well, I will post with you then...")
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O to be a pirate
O to be a pirate and sail the seventy keys
To coast around that fate and those authorities
Who tag our every habit while visiting a site,
Me, a pirate then, to slip beneath their sight.

I know that there's bounty just as there is bait,
But is it really up to me to differentiate,
Between a subversive cooperate hype
That kills this sea with copyright,
And a question for the road:
"So they know what you download?"