Songs and Stories of Renunzio Buonofortuna (21+)

[alynnrobinso]

Double You gotta post what happens when she catches up with Nunzio.

These are all fantastic, ogre!

[Inwintersshadow]

Yer in it now ain't ya?

[Ogregrim]

Four am. Again. Convenient. I will not be ignored. Let them laugh, they can laugh, I have a heart, don't I? I have a right to my feelings just as much as anyone else. So what if they are imbecilles who don't see her. She will hear me. She will see me. She'll understand. Surely she will understand.

Striding once more to the gate... It really is a damnably big gate, isn't it? You could shove the better part of a dragons bum through that gate, if you tried... Well, presuming the dragon was in a mood to cooperate with having his or her bum shoved through a great honking gate to prove a point. Which, I bet they wouldn't. Leastways not the big ones. They would not consider it to be dignified. And you'll sooner be allowed to touch a dwarves coinpurse than a dragon's dignity. And the general outcome when caught doing either would likely be comparable. What was I doing again? Oh.. yes.. funny how the thoughts turn to doom, isn't it? She will understand... She'll find it charming. Please, let her find it charming. Let her know what I am trying to say.

The Freedom Riders are staring. I should learn their names. Probably be the polite thing to do.

Clear your throat, that lump in it will get in the way... remember... just a performance. Forget about the heart on your sleeve, you'd think you had stage fright.

"I don't suppose that there is any point in asking you to open the gates, is there?"

Silence.

That uncomfortable silence that tells you that an audience is waiting for a punch line, and is not sure you can deliver it.

"You're expecting this now, aren't you?" The faintest hint of a snicker slipped out from under a helm. Yes, they are expecting it. Maybe she is, too? Maybe she is waiting, hidden, just behind that great honking gate, listening, and waiting to rush out and take you in her arms. It happens in the stories. Why not?

A deep breath, and focus. From the diaphragm... Fill the room.. or the courtyard, or whatever... Just make certain they can hear you in the back row, if there is a back row.... sing. Make it a tango, they are sexy.

"Why must I linger alone here,
Darling won't you please let me in?
Don't leave me to languish and moan here,
Surely love can't be a sin."

"My lips cry out for your lips, love,
And kisses sweet we two could share,
My hips, they long for you hips, love,
Oh tell me why they are not there!"

"Even a small man knows longing,
The desire for a love of his own,
It is both of our hearts we are wronging,
Each night that we sleep alone!"

"There is only one place my heart rests in,
Dear, can you not understand,
For Renunzio there's only Mestin,
You hold my heart in your hands!"

Full stop, and bow. Wait for the opening doors.
Why are the gates not opening? I hear voices on the other side. Are they laughing? Let them laugh... Where is Mestin? The Freedom Riders are looking at you, pay attention. You've lost them... It's a joke. Isn't it... Save face... don't cry... she isn't coming... Why would she come? She had Randal Morn, how do you follow that? You don't idiot... He's what they want... not circus freaks. Not clowns... Heroes. Be the clown.. they can understand that...

A sweeping bow, a wink to the Freedom Riders, and a howl into the night. Run.

Run... you always were good at that. Run, you idiot.

[Inwintersshadow]

Oh boy

[Iarwain]

/me likes

[Ogregrim]

Two grey eyes,
Stormy as April skies,
Troubled and worldy wise
Peered deep into my heart
And what they see,
When they are turned on me,
Is what I most want to be
Beyond all the farces and art.

All the words at my command,
Slip right through my hand,
As if somehow they planned to run away
And everything I do
Returns my thoughts to you
And my soul just sees two eyes of grey.

Beloved I've seen the scars,
Spread across your skin like stars
But I see nothing there that mars
The loveliness shining within
Beyond memories of pain,
A brand and a tattooed stain,
Traced patterns that still remain
Only on the surface of skin.

And if you will just bequeath
To me what you keep underneath
I'll bring you heather from the heath to crown your hair.
And everything I own,
My flesh, my soul, my bone,
Will melt into your own and linger there.

Now my world lives and dies
There in your two grey eyes
But really it's no surprise
It had been there all along
And when I looked at you,
Something inside me knew
You were seeing me, too
For you were the font of my song.

Let your smile be my guide,
Let my place be at your side
All my needs are satisfied in your embrace.
It is you that I'll adore,
For now and evermore
For the light I was searching for is in your face.

Two grey eyes,
Now know where my soul lies
They saw and did not dispise
The love I was longing to give
And what I most yearn to be
Is what they chose to see
May those eyes be turned on me
For as long as I shall live.
For as long as I shall live.

[Inwintersshadow]

Mestin and Nunzio now thats an image LOL.

[ravin]

* coughs* umm... not Mestin.....


it's Beautifull Ogre.. you have a gods gifted tallent. it's wonderfull

[Mizbiz]

Renunzio found his muse. Incredible song Ogre.

[wvincenti]

Fickle hin.



-Bill

[Inwintersshadow]

HM? Now who.....?

[Ogregrim]

Baby, I'm your little Billy Goat,
Come give your raspberry to me,
Sweet thing, I'm your Billy Goat,
Give your raspberry to me,
I'll lick the berries from your bushes,
And nibble your peaches on your tree.

Darling, I'm your tree snake,
Come to squeeze your sweet nest eggs
Honey baby, I'm your tree snake,
Come to squeeze your sweet nest eggs,
I will squeeze them and I'll please them,
Till the yolk runs down your legs.

Let me be your kitten,
And I can lap up all your cream,
Darling let me be your little kitten,
And I can lap up all your cream,
Sink my pink nose into your pitcher,
And lick the edges clean.

I'm your march hare, pretty baby
Coming down your rabbit hole
I'm your little march hare sugar darling,
Coming down your rabbit hole
Bring my radishes and parsnips,
Just to satisfy your soul.

I'm your little red rooster,
You're the reason that I crow.
I'm your little red rooster, baby,
And you're the reason that I crow.
Wake you up to greet your sunrise,
To show you that I love you so.

[Mizbiz]

This is so cool! It reminds me of old naughty blues n jazz, like the one song coverd by Zep "Squeeze my lemon....till the juice runs down my leg"

*goes and listens to "Honeysuckle Rose...yay Fats Waller*

Ev'ry honeybee.... fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me
I don't blame them....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose

When you're passin' by....flowers drop and sigh
And I know the reason why
You're much sweeter....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose

Don't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it up

When I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.

Don't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it up

When I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.

I said you're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.

[Inwintersshadow]

I can't wait to get back into the game:)

Very cool string o' work Ogre!

....an nice example Miz:)!

[Mick]

Very nice, Ogre!