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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Apathy]Checkmate |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
I set my moves up strategically, enemy kings are taken easily ³ Àü·«ÀûÀ¸·Î ´ÙÀ½ ¼ö¸¦ µÖ, ÀûÀÇ Å·Àº ½±°Ô ³ª°¡¶³¾îÁ® Knights move four spaces, in place of bishops east of me ³ªÀÌÆ®´Â ³× ÄÀ» ¿òÁ÷¿©, ³» µ¿ÂÊÀÇ ºñ¼óÀÌ ÀÖ´Â °÷À¸·Î Communicate with pawns on a telepathic frequency Æù°ú´Â ÅÚ·¹ÆÄ½Ã·Î ´ëȸ¦ Çϰí Smash knights with mics in militant mental fights, it seems to be °ÅÄ£ Á¤½ÅÀÇ ½Î¿ò ¼Ó¿¡¼ ¸¶ÀÌÅ©·Î ³ªÀÌÆ®¸¦ ¶§·ÁºÎ½¤, ¾Æ¹«·¡µµ An everlasting battle on the 64-block geometric metal battlefield ÀÌ°Ç 64ÄÂ¥¸® ±âÇÏÇÐÀûÀÎ °Ã¶ÀÇ ÀüÀïÅÍ¿¡¼ ¹ú¾îÁö´Â ¿µ¿øÇÑ ½Î¿ò The sword of my rook, will shatter your feeble battle shield ³» ·èÀÇ Ä®Àº, ´Ï ¾àÇÑ ¹æÆÐ¸¦ À¸½º·¯¶ß·Á I witness a bishop that'll wield his mystic sword ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ½ÅºñÇÑ Ä®À» Èֵθ£´Â ºñ¼óÀÌ º¸À̴±º And slaughter every player who inhabits my chessboard ü½ºº¸µå À§ ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Â÷ÁöÇÏ´ø ¸ðµç Ç÷¹À̾ ÇлìÇÏÁö Knight to Queen's three, I slice through MC's ³ªÀÌÆ®¿¡¼ Äý 3À¸·Î, ³ MCµéÀ» º£ Seize the rook's towers and the bishop's ministries ·èÀÇ Å¾°ú ºñ¼óÀÇ ¼ºÀ» Á¤º¹ÇØ Minstrels sing songs and mimic me, but cease to live instantly À½À¯½ÃÀεéÀº ³ë·¡ÇÏ¸ç ³ª¸¦ Èä³»³»Áö¸¸, °ð ¸ñ¼ûÀ» ³¡¸¶ÃÄ Hidden deep within me is a sinister entity ³» ¾È ±í¼÷ÇÑ °÷¿¡ ¼û°ÜÁø ¾ÇÀÇ ½Å Intentions of tense intent in ten tents 10°³ÀÇ ÅÙÆ® ¼Ó ±äÀå °¡µæÇÑ ±Ã¸®µé Where kings rest in beds with queens' breasts exposed for sex Å·ÀÌ ÈÞ½ÄÇϴ ħ´ë¿¡ ÄýÀÇ °¡½¿Àº ¼½½º¸¦ À§ÇØ ¹þ°ÜÁö°í To the crease or release tension, tends to tense men °ð ±× Æ´À¸·Î, ÀÌÁ¦ ±äÀåÀ» Ç®¾î, ±äÀåÇÑ ³²ÀÚµé When traitorous defense is fencing kingsmen À̶§ ¹è½ÅÀÚ ¹æ¾î±ºµéÀÌ ¿ÕÀÇ ºÎÇϸ¦ Âñ·¯´ëÁö I quickly push the whore up from off of me ³ ±× â³à¸¦ À绡¸® ³»°Ô¼ ¶³¾î¶ß¸®°í Trying to understand this battle of psychology ÀÌ ½É¸®ÀüÀ» ÀÌÇØÇÏ·Á ¾Ö½á Psychotic, I slice optics of cyclops ¸¶Ä¡ Á¤½Åº´ÀÚ, ¿Ü´«¹ÚÀÌÀÇ ´«À» ¹è°í In water with warlocks, through Indian corn stalks Àεð¾ð ¿Á¼ö¼ö Áٱ⠻çÀÌ¿¡¼, ¸¶¼ú»çµé°ú ¹° ¼ÓÀ¸·Î ¶Ù¾îµé¾î Chessboard blocks become blood-red ü½ºº¸µå ºí·ÏÀº °ð ÇÇÅõ¼ºÀÌ·Î ºÓ°Ô ¹°µé¾î Blood clots block brains and lock with thoughts of pawns in shock ÇǶ±ÀÌ ³úÇ÷°üÀ» ¸·°í Æùµé¿¡°Ô Ãæ°ÝÀ» ¾È±â³× I shot, crossbows and toss flows across moats ³ª´Â, ÇØÀÚ ³Ê¸Ó·Î ¼®±Ã°ú Ç÷ο츦 ½÷ To pierce the archer's armor, armed with arrows ±×°Ç È»ì·Î ¹«ÀåÇÑ ±Ã¼öµéÀÇ °©¿ÊÀ» ¶ÕÁö Pole points from elbows, with joints joined with marrow ÆÈ²ÞÄ¡ ³¡¿¡¼, °ñ¼ö·Î À̾îÁø °üÀý±îÁö To maim, the tip of the arrows lit with flame ²÷¾î¹ö·Á, ºÒÀÌ ºÙÀº È»ìÃË Checkmate - the death of your king ends the game üũ¸ÞÀÌÆ® - ³× Å·ÀÇ Á×À½À¸·Î ÀÌ °ÔÀÓÀº ³¡³ª |
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