Ouch, O I die Horatio [open]
WHO: Presea (asolemnchild) and Hamlet (potentpoison)
WHAT: Saving the poisoned prince of Denmark
WHERE: Somewhere in the Housing District.
WHEN: Day 226
Now Hamlet very much regretted leaving
The safety of the house. He had not thought
That in the streets outside there would be plants
Hell-bent on assaulting whoever passed
And accidentally stepped on their roots.
He had not bothered to procure a sword,
And could not very well defend himself
When they decided to attack him with
Their poisoned barbs.
"So this is how it ends," mumbled the prince.
"And so it said within the Reaper's tale -
How Hamlet fell to sharp and biting sting
Of poison from the sharpened blade of kings..."
Collapsing there he took a haggard breath,
No longer minding all the blows that came -
If they did come, from all the angry plants.
WHAT: Saving the poisoned prince of Denmark
WHERE: Somewhere in the Housing District.
WHEN: Day 226
Now Hamlet very much regretted leaving
The safety of the house. He had not thought
That in the streets outside there would be plants
Hell-bent on assaulting whoever passed
And accidentally stepped on their roots.
He had not bothered to procure a sword,
And could not very well defend himself
When they decided to attack him with
Their poisoned barbs.
"So this is how it ends," mumbled the prince.
"And so it said within the Reaper's tale -
How Hamlet fell to sharp and biting sting
Of poison from the sharpened blade of kings..."
Collapsing there he took a haggard breath,
No longer minding all the blows that came -
If they did come, from all the angry plants.