City of IF

[The White Blacksmith]

It's a brand new round, and a brand new thread. The old thread will be renamed as the 'Archives, and I will re-post the song and the stories in there every now and then.

For those of you who did not take part in the old one (and why not?), here are the rules:

Each round has a song, and you have to write a story using the lyrics or the video from it or, in some, both.

I will give 500 fables to the winner.

No more than one entry per person.

The public will decide upon the winner.

Those who have entered cannot vote.

The entry stage will last for a month. The voting will last for a week.

You can email your entries to me so they're anonymous if you want, but you don't have to.

No rude stuff. That means no swearing- there are plenty of alternatives- and nothing sexual.

No more than 2000 words. That should be plenty.

If I decide you've broken any of the rules you get kicked out of the competition.

The winner can chose the next song.

If there is a tie, the tied entries split the prize and we vote for the next song.

Now taking suggestions for the next song!

[The White Blacksmith]

Ok. I have a few suggestions from a Mrs. Anon E. Mouse. For your singing delight...

The Other Side - David Grey Video

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side
Ill see you on the other side
See you on the other side

Honey now if Im honest
I still dont know what love is
Another mirage folds into the haze of time recalled
And now the floodgates cannot hold
All my sorrow all my rage
A tear that falls on every page

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side

Maybe I oughta mention
Was never my intention
To harm you or your kin
Are you so scared to look within
The ghosts are crawling on our skin
We may race and we may run
We'll not undo what has been done
Or change the moment when its gone

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side
Ill see you on the other side
Ill see you on the other side

I know it would be outrageous
To come on all courageous
And offer you my hand
To pull you up on to dry land
When all I got is sinking sand
The trick aint worth the time it buys
Im sick of hearing my own lies
And loves a raven when it flies

Meet me on the other side
Meet me on the other side
Ill see you on the other side

Honey now if Im honest
I still dont know what love is



How Far We've Come - Matchbox 20 Video

I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world,
But it's feeling just like every other morning before,
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,
The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour if that
And I started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye
Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

[chorus:]
But I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know
Then I can't remember caring for an hour or so
Started crying and I couldn't stop myself
I started running but there's no where to run to
I sat down on the street and took a look at myself
Said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell
Say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to

I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come

It's gone gone baby it's all gone
There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home
It was cool cool, it was just all cool
Now it's over for me and it's over for you
Well it's gone gone baby it's all gone
There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home
Well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
Now it's over for me and it's over for you

But I believe the world is burning to the ground
Oh well I guess we're gonna find out
Let's see how far we've come
Let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
Oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
Let's see how far we've come (x9)


Wake up Jeff - The Wiggles. Video

CHORUS
Wake up, Jeff, everybody’s wiggling
Wake up, Jeff, we really need you
Wake up, Jeff; you’re missing all the fun now
Wake up, Jeff, before the days through

What’s that sound?, I can hear somebody snoring
What’s that sound?, its not Murray or Greg
Anthony’s awake, so let’s have another guess now
Oh my goodness, it must be Jeff

CHORUS

Dorothy the dinosaur is munching on some roses
Wags the Dog is digging up bones
Henry the Octopus is dancing round in circles
Wake up Jeff; we need you for the show

[The Meaning Of Fear]

***** *****!

Who the heck suggested the last one? :shock:

[The White Blacksmith]

I told you. Anon E. Mouse.

Any suggestion then, idiot?

[The Powers That Be]

Here's one of my favorites:

T-Bone, by Neil Young

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
No T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone

Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone
Ain't got no T-Bone

[NeverNeverGirl]

Powers that was totally random. Awesome in its randomness but totally random none the less.

Keep up the good work.

:D
Ne

[The White Blacksmith]

We've got until tuesday, guys! Keep those (very strange) suggestions coming!

[Bookwizard]

So Long And Thanks For All The Fish!

[The White Blacksmith]

Lyrics for Wizard's Suggestion (and video)

So long and thanks for all the fish
So sad that it should come to this
We tried to warn you all but oh dear?

You may not share our intellect
Which might explain your disrespect
For all the natural wonders that
grow around you

So long, so long and thanks
for all the fish

The world's about to be destroyed
There's no point getting all annoyed
Lie back and let the planet dissolve

Despite those nets of tuna fleets
We thought that most of you were sweet
Especially tiny tots and your
pregnant women

So long, so long, so long, so long, so long
So long, so long, so long, so long, so long

If I had just one last wish
I would like a tasty fish
If we could just change one thing
We would all have lungs to sing.

Come one and all
Man and mammal
Side by side in life's great gene pool

So long, so long, so long, so long, so long
So long, so long, so long, so long, so long

So long, so long and thanks
for all the fish


And a couple from me...

Oasis - Champagne Supernova.( Video.)

How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the land slide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova
Cuz people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning around
We don't know why
Why why why why
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Cuz people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning around
We don't know why
Why why why why
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you while we were getting high?
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high


Arctic Monkeys - Balaclava. (No video, but listen here.)

Running off over next doors garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
Will the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny makeup alone

Or will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned
And you'll find yourself in a skirmish
And you wish you'd never been born
And you tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong wrong wrong
But we'll do it anyway cause we love a bit of trouble

Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks
Can only hope that the ending is as pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava, i'm sure you baffle 'em straight
And its wrong wrong wrong, she can hardly wait

That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?

That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this....
Crime!

That's right, he wont let her out his sight
That's right, he wont let her out his sight
That's right, he wont let her out his sight

You'll be able to post any day of the most
For the sights of all time

You knew that it'd be trouble right before the very first kiss
Quiet and assuming but you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
Sorry sweetheart, I'd much rather keep on the balaclava

[The White Blacksmith]

Poll is up! Please read all the suggestions before you vote on them - people will have to write stories about these songs!

[The White Blacksmith]

We have a tie!

I will take it through to another round of voting, so please don't forget to vote! Remember, some unfortunate person is going to write a story from your choice, so think about which stories you would like to see.

[The White Blacksmith]

Any more votes? We have a tie, and I can hardly combine the options.

[The White Blacksmith]

Right - exectutive descision says I want to see a story about T-bones. If you don't agree with this you should've voted.

I'll give you a whole month to get your entries in, as Crimbo is soon and I'm aware that that'll disrupt your writing time.

Remember, the prize is 500 fables!

[Bookwizard]

Is this going to be starting anytime soon?

[The White Blacksmith]

It has started! I just need some entries!

The song is T-Bone, by Neil Young. Remember those 500 fables you could win!

[kkdestiny]

i would like to see some entries :( people make me sad

[PopeAlessandrosXVIII]

I second that emotion! This sounds fun and funky!

[crazybookgal]

i was bored so her e ya go

"This is totally not fair" Devon Smith looked at her twin sister Deborah.

"Deb, this dinner party really important to Dad" she told Debbie.

"Deeeeeviiiiii!!!!", whined Debbie, "Don't go all formal and perfect daughter on me" Devon laughed.

"If I was so perfect, than why is our parents kicking me out of the dinner party too?" The two girls had been exiled to the kitchen while some important investors are visiting.

"Good point" she paused, "At least we get to eat steak" With that they dove into their meal of mashed potatoes and steak. Debbie gave herself lavish portions and savored the puffy clouds of mashed goodness and juicy flavorliciousness of the T-bone.

Devon interrupted the joy, saying, "Did you hear that?" a click echoed through the kitchen.

"If you say a word, I'll shoot", said a gruff voice. Debbie squeaked. A man had stepped into the light and was holding a gun to Devon's head. When Devon noticed the gun, she flinched, knocking down an oil bottle. The man growled, "Watch it"

"Now" the man continued, "Before I make off with all your valuables,I think I'll have some dinner" He told Devon to get him a plate. With wide eyes, she obliged."I think you should carry on your conversation, so nobody gets suspicious"

Devon got an idea, "Devi, could you please HELP ME cut my steak?"

Debbie caught on, "Sure thing.. Ah MAN this IS good food, isn't it?"

"Yeah are you Going To eat that?"

The stranger caught on, "Shut. Up." They ate in silence. Devon's food tasted like sawdust. That's why she was surprised when Debbie asked her to pass the mashed potatoes like her life depended on it.

"Uh sure", she passed the potatoes and Debbie gave herself a large helping. Then she proceeded to push the taters around her plate, suddenly not hungry.

After a minute or two, Debbie clutched her stomach, "I think I'm gonna throw up!"

Sensing a plan, Devon jumped in, "If she throws up, our parents will come check on us. If they don't hear it, they'll smell it"

The man grumbled, "Fine, but I'm going with you" He then picked up the house phone, checked the girls for cell phones, and led Debbie to the bathroom down the hall.

Devon looked at Debbie's plate.

Throw Peanut Butter was written in mashed potatoes.Devon could hear the two storming down the hall, the trick was revealed. She was bewildered as can be, but in desperation, opened the PB jar and grabbed a glob with a spoon.

As soon as the man walked in, Devon shoved it in his mashed potatoes and hid the spoon under the table.

"The only reason I'm not shooting is because it makes too much noise" scolded the man. Angrily, he ate a bite of mashed potatoes. The man grabbed his throat and turned red. Simultaneously, Debbie grabbed the gun and Devon yelled.

8:30pm- a man was treated for a peanut butter allergic reaction
9:30pm- that man was arrested
9:00am- a call came accepting the investment proposal of a Mr. Smith
7:00pm- two local girls are proclaimed heroes on the news

"How did you know he was allergic to peanut butter?" Devon asked her sister after the 7 o'clock news.

"When you knocked over that oil, he flinched. I noticed it was peanut oil. It was just a hunch"

"I guess we got lucky then" The girls were eating from a jar of peanut butter set between them. In recent events, they had grown very fond of the snack...



The End
:lol:

[scissorkitty]

( :x BWAA hahaha!)

Evil has Broccoli-Breath

Once upon a table top, in a house not far away
A man sat down to eat his lunch, and found his life astray.
"Ah me," he though, "alas, alack! I truly wished I might
Have a tender T-bone steak to nibble on tonight."
Sad to say, his plate was bare- of all say broccoli.
A sadder lunch, my dearest friends, one could not hope to see.
No butter, salt, no tender sauce
Those tiny trees did bathe.
No crust of bread nor whiff of cheese
Was there for him to crave.
The man sighed deep, and mourned his meal,
The fork poised 'gainst his cheek.
A veritable lack of taste, his life seemed week to week
"What can I do?" he asked the greens,
"Or say?" he asked his knife.
"How dearly, darling Spoon, I'd like
To invigorate my life."
"This leafy lunch, this barren plate, it can't but help to be
The final sign my mind is gone - I talk to cutlery!"
With one last gasp, the man he stood.
His chair toppled to the tiles.
He ran outside, he ran downtown, he sped for miles and miles.
Past pastures, woods, past noble homes
Past schools, banks, rivers, streams.
The man sped on, his shoes wore thin,
His clothes tore at the seams.
He trotted, ran, he skipped, he hopped.
He polka'ed once or twice.
The man ran on, chasing Taste, and left behind his life.
And in his absence, Broccoli, that much disgusted snack,
Slipped off the plate, opened the fridge, and reached into the back.
Oh what a twisted life we lead, what mistakes we make.
That evil veg, it waved its fronds, and ate a T-bone steak.

Skitty

[scissorkitty]

a tie?

[The White Blacksmith]

I just found this, and decided that... well, submissions phase has gone on long enough. Kick the bucket of voting! Once the poll is over, we will start a new contest as well, with all new song choice.

[Thunderbird]

:P :lol: Both were great but that poetry was horrendously awesome! Can't believe I'd not read that yet! Wonderful stuff all 'round :)