I've seen some absolute crack-up parodies scattered throughout the forums, so thought it might be a good idea to have somewhere that they can all be gathered
I'll start out with one (I take no credit for this one, it was in fact written by a friend of mine)
(To the tune of "We are the Champions")
You pay our fees
Time after time.
You should be arrested
But stupidity's no crime.
And bad mistakes ‒
You've made a few.
You've had your share of cars towed to the yard
But still got no clue.
(And we mean to tow on and on, and on, and on)
We're tow truck drivers, my friends,
And we'll keep on towing 'til the end.
We're tow truck drivers.
We're tow truck drivers
No chance for free drops
'Cause we're the tow truck drivers of this town.
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Vive l'apostrophe!
It's said that in my 8 years of playing, my most enduring legacy is choke-your-face
The Inner Sea. I take commissions doe.
The Inner Sea. I take commissions doe.
As I walk up the stairs approaching Ascent
I take a listen and realize the cries of lament
Because we've performing and playing for so long
That even Mesadari thinks that my vocals are strong
But I've never abandoned a person that didn't deserve it
My lyrics so official they need a seal just like a writ
You better watch how you talk and or you'll go abridged
Or you're going to be tossed off the highest bridge, fool
I really hate to be triggered but it's time to represent
I was nintey-five and he, eighty-six.
We borrowed some demi's bubblix.
He was mean, and I was fair.
He would always win the Flare.
Pew pew. He shot my ship.
Pew pew. He hit the grid.
Pew pew. My shields were stripped.
Pew pew. My baby shot my ship.
Reasons came, and changed our orgs.
I went to live among the Borgs.
He would always tease and say,
"Remember when I made you pray?"
Pew pew. He shot my ship.
Pew pew. He hit the grid.
Pew pew. My shields were stripped.
Pew pew. My baby shot my ship.
Music played, and we would sing,
"Remember that old aether ring."
Now he's gone, I think retired,
but I remember how he fired.
He left the rings quite charred
whenever he'd bombard.
Pew pew. He shot my ship.
Pew pew. He hit the grid.
Pew pew. My shields were stripped.
Pew pew. My baby shot my ship.
Vive l'apostrophe!
I don't wanna be a PKer, no sir
I'm not a PKer, I just defend a lot
Punish ya, if that's what you're looking for
For my noncoms, for my noncoms
I don't wanna be a PKer, no sir
I'm not a PKer, I just defend a lot
Punish ya, if that's what you're looking for
I'm not down to fight ya
For Acrobatic Bards
Can't touch this
Can't touch this
Can't touch this
Can't touch this
My my my my music hits you, so hard
Makes you say, oh my lord
Thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and two hype feet
That's good when you know you're beat
A super evasive bard, not static, I'm acrobatic
And I'm known as such
And this is a bard uh you can't touch
Oh the year was 453CE, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now... a letter of marque come from the regent to the scummiest aethership I ever seen, gods damn them all... I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of @Saz's privateers.
Oh, @Tristanna cried on the aethers all (how I wish I was in Serenwilde now) for seven brave folk, to form the crew, with at least one fink and some demigods too, gods damn them all… I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
The Songbird's grid was a sickening sight, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now, she'd chirp all the time and her feathers askew, while @Aeldra cackled madly over her slivven stew, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
On the day of wildnodes we launched from the dock, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now! We were 91 days to the astral plane since we'd lost our flashpoints the previous day, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
We had barely set down three shockwaves, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now! When a bloody great Dreadnought hove in sight. With all three turrets we made to fight, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
The Dreadnought lay low down with dust, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now! She was broad and fat and a twisty maze, but to catch her took the Songbird two whole days, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
Then at length we stood two klicks away, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now! Our grid and turrets made an awful noise, but with one marwurble she'd left us froze, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
The Songbird shook and pitched on her side, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now! @Breandryn was smashed like a bowl of eggs, and seventeen slivven were gnawing on my legs, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
So here I'm back to my 97th circle, how I wish I was in Serenwilde now! It's been just six days since we sailed away and I was immolated in Hallifax yesterday, gods damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the void for auronidion and dust, we'd fire no turrets, shed no tears.. now I'm a broken man on a Hallifax tier, the last of Saz's privateers.
A few others who aren't named in the song but should be tagged: @Havastus, @Amuril, @Neftarys, @Thorton, and I don't remember who else was on that run.
I've got a pest in my life, trying to ruin my day.
I'm not concerned with the Undercity, that's not part of my day.
I have some allies in the d'Cente too, I've got peers that can never leave Nil too.
I have two manses, thirty million in total, yet I've got people still trying to do me over.
I've got pariahs that I have to act like I like, but my Stage days are over, scorn those freaks for life
Indeed, I have enemies, I have a lot of enemies.
Treated like an Astral Node, trying to drain me of my energy.
Trying to take away from a Viscanti. Interfering with the plan I'll pray for the ornery.
Energy - Drake
Don't try to sing it, it doesn't fit well.