Number Seventy, Simmery Axe
Apr. 18th, 2006 12:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Back to work tomorrow. Oh well, it's been a nice few days off.
Have actually managed to get one of my ongoing chaptered things restarted, so am feeling moderately pleased about that.
I'm also listening to a sale-acquired CD of Gilbert & Sullivan's The Sorcerer, and am struck with the thought that John Wellington Wells' song is ideal for Urahara from Bleach. No question about it.
I've also just started Shadows of Undrentide, the sequel to Neverwinter Nights, and it is truly painful to go from being a 20th-level dragonslayer to being a pitiful little 1st level thief who regularly gets beaten up by kobolds. I mean, kobolds.
Fun, though.
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The Sorcerer's Song
Oh! My name is John Wellington Wells -
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In blessings and curses,
And ever-filled purses,
In prophecies, witches, and knells!
If you want a proud foe to make tracks -
If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax -
You've but to look in
On our resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
We've a first-class assortment of magic;
And for raising a posthumous shade
With effects that are comic or tragic,
There's no cheaper house in the trade.
Love-philtre - we've quantities of it;
And for knowledge if any one burns,
We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet
Who brings us unbounded returns:
For he can prophesy
With a wink of his eye,
Peep with security
Into futurity,
Sum up your history,
Clear up a mystery,
Humour proclivity
For a nativity.
With mirrors so magical,
Tetrapods tragical,
Bogies spectacular,
Answers oracular,
Facts astronomical,
Solemn or comical,
And, if you want it, he
Makes a reduction on taking a quantity!
Oh! If anyone anything lacks,
He'll find it all ready in stacks,
If he'll only look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
He can raise you hosts,
Of ghosts,
And that without reflectors;
And creepy things
With wings,
And gaunt and grisly spectres!
He can fill you crowds
Of shrouds,
And horrify you vastly;
He can rack your brains
With chains,
And gibberings grim and ghastly.
Then, if you plan it, he
Changes organity
With an urbanity,
Full of Satanity,
Vexes humanity
With an inanity
Fatal to vanity -
Driving your foes to the verge of insanity.
Barring tautology,
In demonology,
'Lectro biology,
Mystic nosology,
Spirit philology,
High class astrology,
Such is his knowledge, he
Isn't the man to require an apology
Oh! My name is John Wellington Wells -
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In blessings and curses,
And ever-filled purses -
In prophecies, witches, and knells.
If any one anything lacks,
He'll find it all ready in stacks,
If he'll only look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
-- W. S. Gilbert
Have actually managed to get one of my ongoing chaptered things restarted, so am feeling moderately pleased about that.
I'm also listening to a sale-acquired CD of Gilbert & Sullivan's The Sorcerer, and am struck with the thought that John Wellington Wells' song is ideal for Urahara from Bleach. No question about it.
I've also just started Shadows of Undrentide, the sequel to Neverwinter Nights, and it is truly painful to go from being a 20th-level dragonslayer to being a pitiful little 1st level thief who regularly gets beaten up by kobolds. I mean, kobolds.
Fun, though.
---
The Sorcerer's Song
Oh! My name is John Wellington Wells -
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In blessings and curses,
And ever-filled purses,
In prophecies, witches, and knells!
If you want a proud foe to make tracks -
If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax -
You've but to look in
On our resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
We've a first-class assortment of magic;
And for raising a posthumous shade
With effects that are comic or tragic,
There's no cheaper house in the trade.
Love-philtre - we've quantities of it;
And for knowledge if any one burns,
We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet
Who brings us unbounded returns:
For he can prophesy
With a wink of his eye,
Peep with security
Into futurity,
Sum up your history,
Clear up a mystery,
Humour proclivity
For a nativity.
With mirrors so magical,
Tetrapods tragical,
Bogies spectacular,
Answers oracular,
Facts astronomical,
Solemn or comical,
And, if you want it, he
Makes a reduction on taking a quantity!
Oh! If anyone anything lacks,
He'll find it all ready in stacks,
If he'll only look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
He can raise you hosts,
Of ghosts,
And that without reflectors;
And creepy things
With wings,
And gaunt and grisly spectres!
He can fill you crowds
Of shrouds,
And horrify you vastly;
He can rack your brains
With chains,
And gibberings grim and ghastly.
Then, if you plan it, he
Changes organity
With an urbanity,
Full of Satanity,
Vexes humanity
With an inanity
Fatal to vanity -
Driving your foes to the verge of insanity.
Barring tautology,
In demonology,
'Lectro biology,
Mystic nosology,
Spirit philology,
High class astrology,
Such is his knowledge, he
Isn't the man to require an apology
Oh! My name is John Wellington Wells -
I'm a dealer in magic and spells,
In blessings and curses,
And ever-filled purses -
In prophecies, witches, and knells.
If any one anything lacks,
He'll find it all ready in stacks,
If he'll only look in
On the resident Djinn,
Number seventy, Simmery Axe!
-- W. S. Gilbert
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Date: 2006-04-18 05:06 am (UTC)Is a teeny Bleach-type thing on its way to you via post, by the way. It's really quite silly, so I hope it makes you smile.
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Date: 2006-04-18 08:59 am (UTC)(And the half-orc sorcerer is amusing.)
Thank you very much! I shall be watching the post.
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Date: 2006-04-18 10:48 am (UTC)Incidentally, I've found it more helpful to choose Half-Elf as a race -- you get a lot of the benefits of being an Elf (night vision, good hearing, high spot/dexterity, etc.), but you also get the size, strength, and best of all constitution benefits of the Human race. Your Elven benefits aren't quite as high as full-blooded Elves' are, but then you still hear and see better than, say, an Orc. =)
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Date: 2006-04-18 10:58 am (UTC)(And bother, re half-elf-itude. Still, I can see why they turn to a life of crime. Check out http://www.giantitp.com/cgi-bin/GiantITP/ootscript?SK=255 -- poor half-elf magician.)
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Date: 2006-04-18 11:23 am (UTC)Also... Painful killing is one of my five most favourite kinds! =D
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Date: 2006-04-18 12:13 pm (UTC)(How about disproportionate revenge for quasi-imagined slights?)
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Date: 2006-04-18 12:16 pm (UTC)And I'm with you on the revenge, disproportionate or otherwise. I'm very good at grudges =D
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