WereMightyena Rant: 'Deaf' People*The camera pans in to show a Weremightyena with his bare footpaws on a desk*
Hello, and welcome to the new rant show, A Mighty Rage. I'm your host, the WereMightyena with rage.
*Subtext appears on the screen: "Inspired by the Werebelushi with Shades"*
Today I will talk about so called "Deaf" people. You know, the ones who seem to REFUSE to hear our advice, even when we know WHAT THE HECK WE ARE DOING! Ahem. Sorry. As I was saying...we've all met them. Whether online or in real life, they irritate the H-E-double toothpicks out of us. We try to offer them HELPFUL advice, useful tips, and from-the-battlefield information, but are all too often met with some of these GEMS:
"Fuck off." "Go fuck yourself, I know what I'm doing." "Bitch, please, like I'd follow a n00b's advice!" "*Insert rude name here*" "You suck, GTFO of this game!"
All this, and MORE, and we the good players are just trying to HELP!
Personally, I AM SICK AND TIRED OF IT! I JUST WANT TO SHRED THEM AND RIP THEM AND KI-
MonstersThe monsters hiding, hidden inside,
cowering from good, from light they hide.
The beasts within, feral and foul,
The darkness calls, torn souls howl.
We all have one, a secret part,
the little dark corner, in our heart.
But life goes on, until the time,
The monster's free, and ends this rhyme.
PMD-E Event 6E-6 Temproral Terraforming
A barren land, empty to all
Two friends, with seeds so small.
Fang digging, Razor planting,
The sun in sky, ever slanting.
The smell of sweet, in the air,
the world soon, to look so fair.
A small stream, dug by Fang,
A tree goes in, to fill air with tang.
Razor grows the grass, a more natural carpet,
And some flowers, bright as garnet.
Until work is done, holes are filled,
And drab is dead, drear is killed.
The two celebrate, the task complete,
Twin hearts, now replete.
Now they wait, for Spring's advent,
A brilliant time, they helped invent.