The Terentetrametrek (Terentatek hunt in Iambic Tentrameter)

[Velok the Younger]

@[member="Evangeline Sage"] @[member="Triko"] @[member="Chupa La'Roi"] @[member="Masamune Tametomo"]

"More matter with less art!" she called,
A smile upon her lips, twisting
The knives in the terentatek.
It threw her clear, knocked out her wind.

Then she forgot her best response
Attempting now to breathe again
As she her feet and balance gained.
She whipped a dagger overhand.

 

[Triko]

And then, Triko got bored
So much that he snored

He gave up writing in bloody poetry and shot through the sky, vanishing from the thread on accounts of his inability to write in iambic Tentrameter without spending an hour on each post.

(SEE YERS- this is not something I can do without spending ages working out the syllables, sorry.)