Poème de Skibicki (1464) : Différence entre versions
(Mise en forme) |
(Utilisation modèle) |
||
| Ligne 1 : | Ligne 1 : | ||
| − | :{| | + | {{note|great}}:{{MatierePremiere| |
| − | + | image=poeme| | |
| − | | | + | description=Poème publié lors de la Saint-Valentin 2016 disponible dans '''<span style="color:#50B9EA">l'accès Premium</span>'''.| |
| − | + | nom=Le [[poèmes|poème]] de Skibicki (1464)| | |
| − | Le [[poème]] de Skibicki (1464) | + | nomType=M| |
| − | + | obtenuParMP=** à collectionner et/ou à offrir| | |
| − | ** à collectionner et/ou à offrir | + | obtenuParObjSpecial=** ne pouvant pas être fabriqué par un [[artisan]] dans son [[échoppe]]. |
| − | * un [[ | + | ** écrit lors du [[concours de poèmes]] de la [[Saint Valentin]] par la/le [[Joueur|joueur·se]] du [[personnage]] dénommé "Skibicki"| |
| − | ** écrit lors du [[concours de poèmes]] de la [[Saint Valentin]] par la/le [[Joueur|joueur·se]] du [[personnage]] dénommé "Skibicki" | + | artisan=| |
| − | + | obtenuParPculture=| | |
| − | + | obtenuParPMine=| | |
| − | + | obtenuParPintermediaire=| | |
| − | + | matieresPremieres=| | |
| − | + | matieresPremieres2=| | |
| − | + | obtenuParSimple=| | |
| − | + | bonus=| | |
| − | * Quand vous l'utilisez, son texte s'affiche dans une pop-up. Il reste bien évidemment dans l'[[inventaire]] de votre [[personnage]] après sa lecture.<br/><br/> | + | typeBonus=| |
| + | minPrix=50,00| | ||
| + | maxPrix=500,95| | ||
| + | premium=l'[[accès premium]] contre 100 [[gemme]]s| | ||
| + | encombrement=1| | ||
| + | SuppRemarque=* Quand vous l'utilisez, son texte s'affiche dans une pop-up. Il reste bien évidemment dans l'[[inventaire]] de votre [[personnage]] après sa lecture.<br/><br/> | ||
=='''TROLL LOVE'''== | =='''TROLL LOVE'''== | ||
| Ligne 36 : | Ligne 41 : | ||
Plant the tree the bunnies did and grew the tree did and over the years it spread to around the world till one day when we were all long gone every person could freely troll each other and be trolled and accept the pure love that it gave them all.<br/> | Plant the tree the bunnies did and grew the tree did and over the years it spread to around the world till one day when we were all long gone every person could freely troll each other and be trolled and accept the pure love that it gave them all.<br/> | ||
| − | And that my friends is a wrap for the show must end for there is more stories to be seen and trolls to be planned. May they all bring a smile to your face like they did mine?<br/> | + | And that my friends is a wrap for the show must end for there is more stories to be seen and trolls to be planned. May they all bring a smile to your face like they did mine?<br/><br/>| |
| − | + | SuppCategorie=| | |
| − | + | anNom=Poem by Skibicki (1464)| | |
| − | + | }} | |
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
Version actuelle datée du 9 novembre 2024 à 10:30
| Vous lisez un « bon article ». | Les informations inscrites ici sont définitivement bonnes, pertinentes, et ont été certifiées par l'équipe des Gardiens du Savoir. |
Poème publié lors de la Saint-Valentin 2016 disponible dans l'accès Premium.
Le poème de Skibicki (1464) est :
- une matière première :
- à collectionner et/ou à offrir
- un objet spécial :
- ne pouvant pas être fabriqué par un artisan dans son échoppe.
- écrit lors du concours de poèmes de la Saint Valentin par la/le joueur·se du personnage dénommé "Skibicki"
Il peut être vendu ou acheté sur le marché du village entre 50,00 et 500,95 écus.
Il peut aussi être acheté via l'accès premium contre 100 gemmes
Il représente un encombrement de 1.
Remarque :
- Quand vous l'utilisez, son texte s'affiche dans une pop-up. Il reste bien évidemment dans l'inventaire de votre personnage après sa lecture.
TROLL LOVE
Intro
A detachment from the famed rainbow division of the bunny armada where exploring the lover woods on a small island off the coast of Ireland. When they stumbled on a massive cave deep in the woods entering the cave they found a massive creature with a giant club weapon. The creature seeing them spoke who dares enters the troll of love cave. They answered we are rainbow division from the bunny armada troll.
The troll took time to look at them before speaking again you may live if you can tell me a tale of true love if not my club will show you what happens to enemies of troll love.
The rainbow squad all knew the answer we can tell you a tale they said for we have followed the path of the troll in are human leader we have seen the human world as he traversed it in all those years the purest love anyone had was that of trolling their fellow man.
Act 1
The year was 1460 the humans of Ireland where blood with hate and anger in their eyes. Walls fell castles fell people died and died again one even died 47 times by some weird power they even came back after their love to troll was strong. But at the end of all this all that remained was yelling and trolling and even yelling trolling the best kind. Trolling of who owned stupid pieces of dirt that had no use, trolling the conquers with no loot cause the gods love to troll us all by not letting us have what overs hide for their own purpose. Trolling on who was right who was wrong. Then just plain trolling to cause pain to ones enemies. There was a man named garbelfackel who loved to troll he was on the last elected council he trolled the other councilors so much he made a list and checked it twice for the most likely idiot to blame for their blight. And on that day he decided a mass hanging was right but the others said no no no for we are always right and thus the trolling continued all day and all night till the boundaries of Ireland could not hold it tight.
Act 2
Thus it came to be that England and their French took to the court. For the love for trolling holds no bounds. And trolling on land is not the only option around. So we took to the seas us you and we and we huffed and puffed and blew cannons for wees we blew up refuges and empty ships and civilians for glees. And at the end of all this we took back to the seas and opened are mouths and ran them up a tree and we shouted from the tops to each other are best insults and trolls for it gave us glee. For in honesty we were not much better then each other no matter if we tried to hide it from thee. For are love for trolling was nay impossible to hold inside thee. So we let it out and we called each other names we shouted death to England from all the trees. And they shouted them nngo scum even though nay most of us where not them. But tis a fact of trolling that truth is just as good as lies as long as you get them out. And get them out we all did. For many days and nights then months and even years we held stubborn to our trees never stopping to think. Till one day it finally stopped to be.
Conclusion
So troll that tis the tale we grew to see and with it we gained are own ideas you see. See tis the sane fact that we all seem to know the love of trolling is too strong to overcome so we have learned to accept it for its gift and not try to defy it for are fellow bunnies will take their shots and we shall take our own. But we learned from the mistake of the humans let it end their let it flow free but do not fret over it for that only leads to more tears. Instead embrace it for its strengths and live to be poked fun at and poke some fun to for when you take life to serious then you start to lose that true love to be who you are and speak your mind no matter what. Even if your some guy that made up some story about some stupid bunnies for some game for a joke and it went way too far. Don’t take it to serious and go for the flow because the journey can take you so far.
The troll looked at them with a smile of glee. You my friends have learned the lesson of the forest of love. For that you may have this gift a sapling to be planted in the human lands. May it grow and prosper. So that one day each man and woman can learn to be pure in their true love to troll each other.
Plant the tree the bunnies did and grew the tree did and over the years it spread to around the world till one day when we were all long gone every person could freely troll each other and be trolled and accept the pure love that it gave them all.
And that my friends is a wrap for the show must end for there is more stories to be seen and trolls to be planned. May they all bring a smile to your face like they did mine?
