"I'm going to make a villain who only speaks in poems"

[ThisAdamGuy]

...and other fun ways you can torture yourself!

Seriously, though. I'm writing the sequel to I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into A Flying Reindeer?! so I won't have to scramble to get it written and published in December like last year. This time, I decided I would make Mari Lwyd the villain. She's a horse skull that floats around knocking on people's doors and asking to be let in. The only way to get her to go away is to beat her in a rap battle, or else she'll come in and drink all your booze. Only, in IADJGTIFD, she swallows your soul if you lose. I thought this was a great idea, right up until I actually had to put her in the story. Maybe I just suck at poetry (author's note: I absolutely do suck at poetry) but do you have any idea how hard it is to write multiple four line poems with alternating rhymes, one after the other, all about the same thing, and make them all legitimately scary or threatening?

Brb, I'm just gonna...

 

[Rhaps]

Learn the rapper way.

 

[ConansWitchBaby]

Don't forget the extremely outdated slang.

 

[BearlyAlive]

It's rhymin' crime thyme!

 

[AmeronWerschrux]

Sounds like a pretty cool idea ngl. Perhaps the threatening tone could be conveyed by how they look during their lines? You could be simple and straightforward with lines, but with an appropriate description, you can make it menacing? Like casual character motions while playing with a knife? Get it?

 

[greyblob]

@RepresentingEnvy

 

[Elmir_Arch-Ham_of_Omega]

Sounds like the Poetic Fiend from the Grail Quest series, or anything Norio Wakamoto voices

 

[Deleted member 84247]

@RepresentingEnvy

I'm retiring as a rapper and going back to queenly duties.

 

[CharlesEBrown]

Good luck - I had a villain in an old RPG, a techodemon under a curse by a bard he murdered that he could never speak unless he included a title or full line of a song. Was not too bad in cut-scenes but in actual play it was a little stressful. The players had fun figuring out the songs at least...
"Here I Am, and we'll have Fun, Fun, Fun, until this world realizes this is The End..."
"I've Had Enough of your interference and We're Not Gonna Take it Anymore...."

 

[Vnator]

Maybe it's like a curse, and she almost never speaks unless necessary because of it

 

[Jocelyn_Uasal]

If it makes your life easier, most poetry doesn't rhyme anymore. It just makes things harder, and produces lower quality poetry most the time. If he spoke in prose-poetry or narrative poetry that might make things better for yourself

 

[Anonjohn20]

Better start working on your poems then.

 

[CharlesEBrown]

Just don't do what was pulled in a couple of issues of the old "Doom Patrol" comic (which was kind of what inspired me to do the song curse) - the author intentionally misspelled every third or fourth word in the alien's dialogue - and then took whatever word spell check suggested first (or the first wrong word if it actually got it right). Some people reported headaches after reading that dialogue and the writer even stated he later regretted pulling that stunt.

 

[ThrillingHuman]

Use the forbidden technique - ChatGPT-jitsu

 

[OneSword]

@ThisAdamGuy

First, determine what he is trying to say, i.e. (I only killed her because she smiled, a sweet smile. It felt like a mockery to the sadness in my heart since she feels the need to share her emotions; why can't I share mine?)

Then, find a style of poetry ( I choose Elegy)

Lastly, convert his statement into said style of poetry.

(I chilled her blood, for her heart is warm. ---------- I only killed her because she smiled.
Burned desire, her joy I envy, ---------- a sweet smile. It felt like a mockery.
I cannot take, so I sought to give, ---------- since she feels the need to share her emotions; why can I share mine?
A heart as cold as ice) ---------- Sadness=cold hearted=Dead=cold blood


In a random story

("Why did you Kill her?" gritting his teeth in helplessness and anger. Robin can only ask questions in hopes of stalling for time. Phantom, Ignoring Robin's query, nonchalantly places down his fork and wipes his lips with a handkerchief. "Answer my question!" Robin once again spat, his tone laced with anger and venom.

Standing up from his seat Phantom casually steps over the sleeping waitress while placing a gloved finger to his lips as if admonishing Robin for attempting to wake her up from her eternal slumber. Tear marks streak her face, perhaps a final weep or reluctant cry at having her spotless uniform stained red from the puddle she lay; sourced from the slight wound in her neck where a poker card rests.

In a whispering tone, Phantom begins, "I chilled her blood, for her heart is warm." Phantom continued to walk, his steps steady, unbothered by the sticky dampness of his soles. "Burned desire, her joy I envy, I cannot take, so I sought to give," A look of compassion makes its way onto Phantom's face, filled with benevolence, eyes blazing with righteousness. Soon, Phantom brushes shoulders with Robin, who reluctantly refrains from attacking--and exits the door. As soon as the door closes behind him with a -Bang!- the waitress's blood coagulates into crylastine shards, then, -Swoosh- all the shards strangely merge into icicle spears, stabbing the girl into a honeycomb of flesh.

A cold breeze blew inside the restaurant, bringing with it almost an almost inaudible whisper, "A heart as cold as ice."


Im A Lil drunk rn so this is all i got lol. hope it helps

 

[CheertheSecond]