Arbitrary Darkness - SCP Foundation

Another collection of villanelles based on SCP articles. The first is here.

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Biological Motherboard [for thedeadlymoose]

Goddess, mother, anomaly

Building towards its own ideal

We fear what it could grow to be.

Organic piece of circuitry

Living chitin, not cold steel

Goddess, mother, anomaly

Benevolent, otherworldly,

Infinite, and ethereal

We fear what it could grow to be.

We wonder of its history

There is much more we can reveal

Goddess, mother, anomaly

What could its purpose truly be?

To kill, to rule, to guard, to heal

We fear what it could grow to be.

What lies within her memory?

She thinks, she lives, but does not feel

Goddess, mother, anomaly

We fear what she could grow to be.

Mr. Moon [for Dexanote]

The Moon accepts with quiet grace

Enduring despite some distress

The shifting phases of his face

Like waning light, features erase

Perceptions dim, later regress

The Moon accepts with quiet grace

Eyes, ears, nose, fade without trace

He copes with fate, nevertheless

The shifting phases of his face

A simple life he does embrace

Persevering with finesse

The Moon accepts with quiet grace

Despite the losses that take place

He is not worried to possess

The shifting phases of his face

He calmly lives at his own pace

This man of lunar stateliness

This Mister Moon accepts with grace

The shifting phases of his face.

Squeedle Deedle Dee! [for PeppersGhost]

We are the happy as can be!

It’s apsa-tapsa-lutely true

Squeedle deedle deedle-ly dee!

We’ll dance for you so merrily

Ballet and jigs and Broadway, too

We are the happy as can be!

We seek children of heart goodly

It’s how we live and what we do

Squeedle deedle deedle-ly dee!

Our imaginations are scary

But you know how to help us through

We are the happy as can be!

We thrive because of you, you see

For your great help, our thanks are due!

Squeedle deedle deedle-ly dee!

Not all of us have arms, but we

Still wish we could hug all of you

We are the happy as can be

Squeedle deedle deedle-ly dee!

Literature Birds

Just the carving of stories is all that we need

We strain and we struggle for our own grand behest

Not a thing can compare to these words that we read

We care not for ourselves and the bounds we exceed

Yes it hurts, but we find that we have no protest

Just the carving of stories is all that we need

Through this task we press on, seldom rest, seldom feed

All our lives, all our strength we thus put to the test

Not a thing can compare to these words that we read

We have seen your efforts, crafts made by human deed

Your ink-covered paper is imperfect at best

Just the carving of stories is all that we need

To our beaks and our stomachs we pay little heed

There is only the words and the stories, our quest

Not a thing can compare to these words that we read

We do not think too much of the day we’ll succeed

What matters is the journey and how we’ve progressed

Just the carving of stories is all that we need

Not a thing can compare to these words that we read

Ships That Pass In The Night [for FlameShirt]

Despite all that’s happened, we’re truly happy

All the dangers have passed, we’re safe and alright

To live and to love in the midst of the sea

Side by side always is what we wished to be

We’re lucky enough to have loved at first sight,

Despite all that’s happened, we’re truly happy

We’ve spent many moments content as can be

To whale-watch together in fading sunlight

To live and to love in the midst of the sea

We do recall sometimes that dark memory

We think of the chasing, the harpoons in sight

Despite all that’s happened, we’re truly happy

No matter what iceberg or weapon deadly

Forever, we’d promised, regardless of plight

To live and to love in the midst of the sea

Though now we no longer can travel freely

We’re still glad we didn’t just pass in the night

Despite all that’s happened, we’re truly happy

To live and to love by the shore of the sea

The Drunk God [for Vincent_Redgrave]

I wish I wasnt so lonly

Y did no1 bothr 2 stay

Iv just been drnk… plz talk to me?

Someday somhow Ill make them see

First fins this drnk anyway

I wish I wasnt so lonly

Wher wuld my follwers all be?

I DEMND REVERENCE, DO NOT STRAY

Iv just been drnk… plz talk to me??

Im tryn hard, honest relly

WHT MOR DO U WANT ME 2 SAY

I wish I wasnt so lonly

I once ws greatr, trthflly

I need my blood and wine, ok

Iv just been drnk… plz talk to me???

I know Im stil a deity

Yet I grw weakerrr by the day

I wish I wasnt so lonly

Iv just been drnk… plz talk to me?????

Dr. Wondertainment's Shadow Paint Play-Set! [for FortuneFavorsBold]

Create, erase, enjoy the sight

Coax forms to dance in blackest paint

Bring darkness to the life of light

Whether drawing beast, maid, or knight

We’re sure that you’ll have no complaint

Create, erase, enjoy the sight

With Ani-Magi-Nation might

Draw power into forms once faint

Bring darkness to the life of light

Please make sure that the lighting’s right

Remember to use with restraint!

Create, erase, enjoy the sight

There’s no more need to fear the night

Such terrors are now simply quaint

Bring darkness to the life of light

So dream on, we’re sure you’ll delight

In shadowplay without constraint

Create, erase, enjoy the sight

Bring darkness to the life of light.

Out of Time [for Dmatix]

You know there’s no place you can stay

Who could you possibly turn to?

It doesn’t have to end this way.

Why run from me? Why seek delay?

No matter what you try to do

You know there’s no place you can stay.

I’ll finally catch up one day

I know forever well, it’s true

It doesn’t have to end this way.

To me you’re nothing more than prey

No matter when you travel through

You know there’s no time you can stay.

What more could you want me to say?

Danny, Ben, I’m coming for you.

It doesn’t have to end this way.

When I find you I’ll make you pay

Dear Molly, doll, they’re my kids too

You know there’s no time you can stay.

I guess it has to end this way.

Lunar Leporine [for Accelerando]

You must feel so lonely.

I bring gifts, outstanding

I see home below me.

When will you think of me?

How soon is the landing?

Mother, are you lonely?

Just deliver, really?

What are you commanding?

I see home below me.

Surely this all must be

A misunderstanding

Why don’t you feel lonely?

Mother, please think of me

You are too demanding

I see home below me.

I’ve grown strong, you will see

Mother, I am landing.

I can’t stay so lonely

Home is where I will be.

Faith Half-Healer [for Gaffney]

I was never really a fraud

I simply act the way I must

I know how it feels, to be God.

The Lord’s strength fills me, full and broad

My healings were all built on trust

I was never really a fraud

I lead the masses trite and awed

Mete punishment for sin and lust

I know how it feels, to be God.

I see through lies, condemn the flawed

Work miracles as I see just

I never really was a fraud

I’ve gone past where preachers have trod

Condemn the fragile to the dust

I know how it feels, to be God.

Although my actions earn no laud

I can’t just let my talents rust

I never really was a fraud

I know how it feels, to be God.

Lime Liftoff and Sarsaparilla Cream [for Ihp]

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

Lime Liftoff lifts you to the sky

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

We know what privileged folk look for

Know what the high class wants to buy

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

Above uncultured slobs you’ll soar

Elite taste is the way to fly

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

Your life depends on it, we’re sure

A shame should your flight go awry

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

Sarsaparilla will make you snore

Cream’s really so mundane you’d die

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

The fruit of knowledge all adore

Is the lime; we will not deny

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

Our Sarsaparilla Cream’s the best

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

For a great price at any store

From Carl’s Caffeine Club, we attest

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

Breathtaking taste none can ignore

Go on and put it to the test

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

Never again breathe muck or gore

This drink was made to soothe the stressed

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

Lime Liftoff is what we abhor

Elitists simply can’t contest

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

Those Limey Drinkers are a bore

So let them burn, we do suggest

It’s clear which soda you’ll love more

To friendly rivals, THIS MEANS WAR

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The Pen Is Mightier [Holiday Art Exchange gift for Ihp]

The blade unmade, the stories blurred

A mystic legend oft retold

A broken stylus wrote the word.

The shaman’s wisdom undeterred

A horsehead crown the truth will hold

The blade unmade, the stories blurred.

The king to battle each time spurred

Through love and loss, stands ever bold

A broken stylus wrote the word.

The son of treason, cries unheard

Meets each new end in blood run cold

The blade unmade, the stories blurred.

The lady of a vow conferred

In water seals the sword controlled

A broken stylus wrote the word.

The metal god, with wrath incurred

Has watched these crisscrossed fates remold

The blade unmade, the stories blurred.

A broken stylus wrote the world.

Of Bookworms, Bamboo, and Beating Hearts. [Holiday Art Exchange gift for DreamwalkerFae]

Twirling through the ocean vast

Two of us, in endless dance

Side by side two nets are cast.

Searching, seeking, lightning-fast

Won’t you spare me one more glance?

Twirling through the ocean vast

Find me with your words amassed

Drift to me, through time’s expanse

Side by side two nets are cast.

Loneliness we will outlast

Aim, adjust, once more advance

Twirling through the ocean vast

We will face this space contrast

Trust our love, our lives to chance

Side by side two nets are cast.

Think not of the trials we’ve passed

How we’ve burned for this romance—

Twirling through the ocean vast

Side by side, we’re whole at last.

Professor Xorkanoff's Gallery of the Bizz-art [Holiday Art Exchange gift for rounderhouse]

My cultural appreciation simply cannot be dismissed

My given name is Xorkanoff, and I am here to play my part

I am the very model of a modern art sloth gallerist

Hiding in these pocket universes, verily I won’t desist

I’ll safeguard unique masterworks and all the feelings they impart

My cultural appreciation simply cannot be dismissed

To all newcomers shy or lost, don’t be afraid, I can assist

(There’s nothing that can’t be explained as eclectic performance art)

I am the very model of a modern art sloth gallerist

Feel free to ask me to speak slower if there’s something I have missed

Or debate why Zarzagon 15’s charcoal paintings stand apart

My cultural appreciation simply cannot be dismissed

I’ll champion emotive artwork even if others resist

It matters not if I am viewed as some sort of extreme upstart

I am the very model of a modern art sloth gallerist

Rebuilding is no easy feat, the trials are toil, but still quite bliss

So long as I can climb through worlds, I will collect these works of heart

My cultural appreciation simply cannot be dismissed

I am the very model of a modern art sloth gallerist.

The Mannequin Troupe [Holiday Art Exchange gift for Sirslash47]

We’re the Mannequin Troupe: we live for our art

Eternally ready to heed your request

Just give us a purpose, and we’ll play our part

Through dust and in darkness, we’re stage props at heart

In absence of audience, we each did our best

We’re the Mannequin Troupe: we live for our art

When our theater was gone, we sought a fresh start

For science’s sake, we committed to test

Just give us a purpose, and we’ll play our part

Though long left behind, we have much to impart

Easily changing our design at behest

We’re the Mannequin Troupe: we live for our art

We’ve plenty of talents, we’re skilled and we’re smart

Together we’ll build, even dance with great zest

Just give us a purpose, and we’ll play our part

We’re a group through and through, don’t keep us apart

We’d rather be helping than locked up to rest

We’re the Mannequin Troupe: we live for our art

Just give us a purpose, and we’ll play our part