Hello,
My eldest friend moved to another city awhile ago and now DM's a group. (*sniff* the kids grow up so fast, it seems like only yesterday he was rolling up a D&D basic Elf *sniff*)
He is running a Ravenloft Campaign and his PC's are around Lvl 7. he heard this song by the Scissor Sisters and was inspired to make a twisted evil version of the Wizard of Oz.
He asked for ideas but all I could think of was a Pennegalen for the Queen.
I would love to pas on your collective ideas to him.
Wizard of Oz song lyrics
Once there was a man
who had a little too much
time on his hands.
He never stopped to think that he was getting older.
And when his night came to an end,
he tried to grasp for his last friend
and pretend that he could wish himself health on a 4-leaf clover.
He said: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown <-Describes the base landscape
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round. <-Demented golem/effigy
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town. <-The local village in
its crap state
3 'o' clock in the morning,
You get a phone call from the Queen
With a hundred of heads <-Queen perhaps is a pennangglan or something or
has lots of them as pets?
she says that they're all dead.
She tried the last one on it couldn't speak fell off <-maybe shes one of
those undead that puts new heads on her body. Or was that specifically
a personality.
and now she just wanders the halls
thinkin' nothing, thinkin' nothing at all...
She said: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.
The wheelie's are pavement
and the Skeksis at the rave meant to hide,
deep inside their sunken faces and their wild rolling eyes, <-general
populace crazed undead or just crazed
But their countless words reveal that they can no longer feel
Love or sex appeal
The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal <-zombie golem with brains
that tries to seduce or destroy party?
To return to Oz, we fled the world with smiles and clenching jaws
Please help me friend from coming down
I've lost my place and now it can't be found
Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.
My eldest friend moved to another city awhile ago and now DM's a group. (*sniff* the kids grow up so fast, it seems like only yesterday he was rolling up a D&D basic Elf *sniff*)
He is running a Ravenloft Campaign and his PC's are around Lvl 7. he heard this song by the Scissor Sisters and was inspired to make a twisted evil version of the Wizard of Oz.
He asked for ideas but all I could think of was a Pennegalen for the Queen.
I would love to pas on your collective ideas to him.
Wizard of Oz song lyrics
Once there was a man
who had a little too much
time on his hands.
He never stopped to think that he was getting older.
And when his night came to an end,
he tried to grasp for his last friend
and pretend that he could wish himself health on a 4-leaf clover.
He said: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown <-Describes the base landscape
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round. <-Demented golem/effigy
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town. <-The local village in
its crap state
3 'o' clock in the morning,
You get a phone call from the Queen
With a hundred of heads <-Queen perhaps is a pennangglan or something or
has lots of them as pets?
she says that they're all dead.
She tried the last one on it couldn't speak fell off <-maybe shes one of
those undead that puts new heads on her body. Or was that specifically
a personality.
and now she just wanders the halls
thinkin' nothing, thinkin' nothing at all...
She said: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.
The wheelie's are pavement
and the Skeksis at the rave meant to hide,
deep inside their sunken faces and their wild rolling eyes, <-general
populace crazed undead or just crazed
But their countless words reveal that they can no longer feel
Love or sex appeal
The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal <-zombie golem with brains
that tries to seduce or destroy party?
To return to Oz, we fled the world with smiles and clenching jaws
Please help me friend from coming down
I've lost my place and now it can't be found
Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.
