Dead Good

[Hookbill the Goomba]

What's on your Barrow Stone?

The game is really silly. On the Downs, where everyone is dead, of course, you have to wonder how. But, of course, dead men tell no tales, or, rather, no tales that anyone ever listens to anyway. Imagine you are one of the living folk and you have to write the obituary or inscription on the stone of the Barrow of a Downer.

The rules are as follows:

Try to be funny, but not too sick. Remember, this is all supposed to be in good fun for all the Wightish people to have a good laugh about. Don't be down right offensive, that's the job of the local newspaper.

Sound good? Didn't think so. But lets do it any way...

My obituary for The Barrow Wight Himself;

"A man who was so anti-green he drove into a tree. Now his skin will be green forever... until it decomposes. He will always be remembered as the man who climbed Charadras only to discover he had forgotten his wallet when he got to the Red Horn Toll Booth."

*Is Dead*

[Bêthberry]

What's on your Barrow Stone?

. . .

My obituary for The Barrow Wight Himself;



My bolding. So, like, are we supposed to write our own obit, or do we write obits for other Downers? Or are you telling us all something cryptically, Hook? :)

[The Might]

Well, I died because my finger got squished by a troll when he sat down on it.
Why did I die then you ask?
Well, because at the time I was picking my nose. :eek:

[Hookbill the Goomba]

My bolding. So, like, are we supposed to write our own obit, or do we write obits for other Downers? Or are you telling us all something cryptically, Hook? :)

Good point. Ignore the 'your' its just a really badly thought out tag-line.

yes, we're thinking up other people's obituaries.

[Nogrod]

An obituary for A Little Green.

She resisted and resisted
like many brave souls before her resisted.
She resisted the tortures of the minions of the 'Downs
called Lommy and Noggie with their old soldiers' bony gowns.

But eventually she gave in
to the calls of the vermin.
Her soul was broken
and a nic was the token
she was left
with her death.

Just a name to present
she bowed and went
to join the Barrow Downs!

Hip-hip-hurray!

[Finduilas]

An obituary for A Little Green.

She resisted and resisted
like many brave souls before her resisted.
She resisted the tortures of the minions of the 'Downs
called Lommy and Noggie with their old soldiers' bony gowns.

But eventually she gave in
to the calls of the vermin.
Her soul was broken
and a nic was the token
she was left
with her death.

Just a name to present
she bowed and went
to join the Barrow Downs!

Hip-hip-hurray!
:D

Poor, poor, Little Green.