The "I don't want to talk about AI" thread, and the new topic is: something that rhymes with "clicks"

The Box of Shame, seems never the same, it fluxes and varies with who is to blame.
But just in the Corner, no Box to adorn her, sits NuclearFairy who's staking her claim.
Demanding the box, but to everyone's shocks, the box and the corner they both split in twain.
For corners and boxes, create paradoxes, in this great plot twist, they can't co-exist, and just over yonder but fairies remain.
 
The Box of Shame, seems never the same, it fluxes and varies with who is to blame.
But just in the Corner, no Box to adorn her, sits NuclearFairy who's staking her claim.
Demanding the box, but to everyone's shocks, the box and the corner they both split in twain.
For corners and boxes, create paradoxes, in this great plot twist, they can't co-exist, and just over yonder but fairies remain.

Well damn, I give up now.
 
The Box of Shame, seems never the same, it fluxes and varies with who is to blame.
But just in the Corner, no Box to adorn her, sits NuclearFairy who's staking her claim.
Demanding the box, but to everyone's shocks, the box and the corner they both split in twain.
For corners and boxes, create paradoxes, in this great plot twist, they can't co-exist, and just over yonder but fairies remain.

Not all fairies; for they flew away. From radiation they wanted to stay away.
 
Just wait, I'm sure I screwed something up. If the Box can move, and the Corner is here... Maybe NuclearFairy is in another castle?
It's Dr. Suess - who TF cares if it makes sense? Actually, check that - making sense would be very anti-Dr. Suess. The more nonsensical the better.
 
Just wait, I'm sure I screwed something up. If the Box can move, and the Corner is here... Maybe NuclearFairy is in another castle?
So in a DND campaign where I play a fae creature, we got to the vampires castle, and keep in mind we were a bit op by this point with everyone having various means of reaching giant strength, and I suggested that we use a simple size change spell to reach giant size as well and simply shake the castle down.

But everyone else thought that would be too boring, so we didn't go with the simplest most direct method of reaching the boss.

However, the ranger pissed the dm off by making her called shot to the heart with a purely wooden arrow. But he saw this coming and had already prepared a flock of dragons to throw at us. They didn't last long either...

Waaay too overpowered, we only play group when the dm can think of something crazy balls to throw at us, and then we spend most of the night just talking with each other in character.
 
Not all fairies; for they flew away. From radiation they wanted to stay away.
A Kitty so sad. No poems she had. The rhymes and the sentences always went bad.
All throughout the thread, with increasing dread, she pondered the poets who all seemed so glad.
But there an idea, instead they would fear! No longer despairing, in hope she was clad.
With keyboard and pun, she'd ruin their fun. No more would they laugh, their verse cut in half. Her scheming would drive them all insane.
 
So in a DND campaign where I play a fae creature, we got to the vampires castle, and keep in mind we were a bit op by this point with everyone having various means of reaching giant strength, and I suggested that we use a simple size change spell to reach giant size as well and simply shake the castle down.

But everyone else thought that would be too boring, so we didn't go with the simplest most direct method of reaching the boss.

However, the ranger pissed the dm off by making her called shot to the heart with a purely wooden arrow. But he saw this coming and had already prepared a flock of dragons to throw at us. They didn't last long either...

Waaay too overpowered, we only play group when the dm can think of something crazy balls to throw at us, and then we spend most of the night just talking with each other in character.

It would've been so much fun to improvise giving the boss the same Enlarge/Reduce effect and have everything become one giant mech battle.

A Kitty so sad. No poems she had. The rhymes and the sentences always went bad.
All throughout the thread, with increasing dread, she pondered the poets who all seemed so glad.
But there an idea, instead they would fear! No longer despairing, in hope she was clad.
With keyboard and pun, she'd ruin their fun. No more would they laugh, their verse cut in half. Her scheming would drive them all insane.

Meow, said the steel-clad kitty.
 
A Kitty so sad. No poems she had. The rhymes and the sentences always went bad.
All throughout the thread, with increasing dread, she pondered the poets who all seemed so glad.
But there an idea, instead they would fear! No longer despairing, in hope she was clad.
With keyboard and pun, she'd ruin their fun. No more would they laugh, their verse cut in half. Her scheming would drive them all insane.
I know I wrote it, but the last line actually does drive me a little nuts.
I think I could deal with the last word not rhyming, or with the verse meter being off.
But the fact that it's written to fit 'mad' into the meter and 'insane' has an extra syllable...

I did it on purpose, so good job me I guess, but argh! :ROFLMAO:
 
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