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Pengore's Demands
The demon crashing our party is currently holding the very users lives in their hands. The more demands you complete the longer they will let us live and the sleepier they will get until they are satisfied with our offerings and leaves us alive to return to their sleep. It is up to you my dear users! I am just the translator! The Demands List Pengore currently would like users to send in video of them doing the Chicken Dance, in return they agree to not steal all your left socks and use them as mittens. Doing this task once will extend the event by a day. This is a repeatable event After taking a nap Pengore awakens slowly their stomach grumbling, they are still hungry and this puts them in a bad mood. If you dont send them the completed Gift in Presents Galore they will take Chocolate bonbons and fill them with not chocolate. You dont want to know what the Not Chocolate is….. Doing this will extend the event for another day. Pengore thinks back to the last time they awoke and wonders if this tradition still stands "Tell me 10 New Years Resolutions to stop me from destroying your lands." Pengore is currently unsure of what else to demand at this time, complete some demands and more will appear. Pengore is currently Unsatisfied with their offerings, the event will last Until Jan 5th. At which point we will all be killed due to their displeasure. |
A Bedtime Story for Pengore
Long ago in the far away hills of the west lived a beautiful snake. She was graceful and clean and dazzled in the light like a shiny ribbon of steel. But she was very very shy. She wanted to be a famous singer, but she did not have a voice to sing with. So, the snake went to find a voice. She traveled in search of a voice, listening to the other creatures sing around her. The songs of the frogs and crickets at night were very festive and admirable. The songs of the birds during the day were a lot feircer and made the snake a bit uncomfortable, but nevertheless, she appreciated the songs sung around her. One day, in her travels, she came across another snake. He was strange and brown and seemed asleep. She curiously watched in a brush, before venturing out to speak to him. She cautiously approached him, wondering why he was so lifeless and where his head was. Before she could react, suddenly a squirrel darted it's head up from beneath the ground. The squirrel, frightened at the sight of the beautiful snake, begged her to spare his life and in exchange, he would give her anything she wanted. The snake, delighted at the offer, wondered if the squirrel could give her a voice. She motioned at her throat and flicked her tongue, shaking her head and pointing over at a bird tweeting away above them in the sky. The squirrel tried giving her a bottlecap, and then a flower, but the snake refused them, trying to tell the squirrel her wish. Eventually the squirrel understood, and promised her a voice in which she could sing with. He quickly darted away past some fallen branches of a tree and came back with the voice in his paws. The snake was given the voice, which she carefully swallowed. At last, the snake tried out her new voice and thanked the squirrel as he burrowed back into the ground and fled. She turned back at the snake, only to learn he was actually a rope. She slithered over to the fallen branches to find a sleeping maiden in a pit with flowers adorning her body. The snake looked at the enormous cavernous pit and didn't think twice to slither down into it and get some shade. She coiled up and began to sing a sweet song with her voice. Her dream was realized at last. Suddenly, a mound of warm dirt fell into the pit and startled the snake. She slithered from under the dirt and looked up to see the pit was being filled by an enormous monster. She yelped and shouted up at it. "Leave me be! Stop covering me in that dirt!" At this, the monster hollered in fear and stopped pouring the dirt down into the pit, fleeing seemingly for good. The snake wanted to run and hide, in case the monster came back. She tried climbing out of the pit, but it was just too high and the dirt crumbled under her shimmering belly. The snake worriedly tried again and again, but could not escape. She heard large footsteps coming back above her, and quickly slithered under the sleeping maiden's neck to hide. A voice spoke from above the pit. "Now, there's nothing to be afraid of. Look." The strong voice said. "Hello down there?" The snake wondered if they were talking to her. She used her voice to reply. "Please, leave me alone!" she cried. "See? I told you!" another voice said, quaking in fear and astonishment. "It's a devil! It stole her body!" "Why are you burying me?" the snake whimpered. The braver voice above answered her. "So you can rest." "I don't want to rest, I want to sing." the snake returned. "But I'm scared, and I can't get out of this hole." she told it. "I'm afraid..." "Don't be afraid." the voice told her. "What is your name?" The snake thought for a moment. "Name?" "You have a name miss?" The snake curiously and shyly slithered out of her hiding spot to look up above. She saw two men, a young one and an old one, peering down into the pit. "Yeek! A snake! A sign of Satan!" the old man bleated. The young man hushed him, watching the beautfiul snake coil up into a ball, frightened. "Don't scare it. It's trapped." "Please don't hit me with any more dirt." The snake spoke up to him, hiding her head in her coils. The young man was astonished to see the snake speak to him. "It talks!" the old man yelped, bounding away. "If I can get you out of there, will you promise not to bite or run away?" the young man asked, smiling down kindly at the snake. The snake nervously tried to respond. "I won't hurt you." he assured her. "I promise." The snake decided to trust him, as he was her only means of leaving the large pit. She just nodded, watching as the young man dissappeared and came back with a basket on the same rope that she had mistaken for a snake earlier. "Here. Don't be afraid. Climb into this." he said slowly lowering the basket down into the pit, and the snake slithered in, staying in the corner. The young man pulled her up carefully and slowly, as to not startle to poor snake and lifted the basket, holding it in his arms and taking a closer look at her. His face was handsome but sad and rather tired looking, but patient. The snake, coiled up quietly, did her best not to strike at him in fear. "Will you sing for me?" he asked her. The snake nervously slithered out of the basket and looked down at the ground and his arm and hand. "Ah, no running away." he reminded her. "You promised." "I'm sorry...you're just so tall and strange to me." The snake replied. The young man sat down beside a rock and held her in the basket. "I'm not going to hurt you." he assured. "I want to hear you sing. Please sing me a song." The snake paused before taking a deep breath and concentrating. She sang a beautiful song with her voice the squirrel had given her not too long ago, from the depths of her heart. She sang a lovely, lonely and dulcet song for the young man, noticing that as she sang, he was crying. She stopped singing and looked up at him worried. "Why are you crying?" she asked. "Oh, it's just...it's just that your voice," the young man sniffled, drying his eyes. "It's just that your voice sounds like my dear wife's. And your song is the same as the one she sang to me." he told the snake. "Your wife must be a lovely singer." The snake complimented. "She was." the young man replied. "If you don't mind, I'd like to...I'd like to hear more of your songs." he kindly smiled down at her, offering his finger to her. The snake climbed shyly up and around his hand as he lifted her above the basket in his lap. "I know the world must be so frightening and dangerous for you...I was never afraid of snakes." he told her. "Neither was my wife, Aria. I miss her so very much...when she died of the fever I didn't think I would ever hear her voice again, or her song. Thanks to you, her song lives on, when she has not. I couldn't bear it if your singing were to be taken elsewhere or silenced. I'd like to keep you safe and sound with me in my home. I would see to it that you wouldn't have to worry about anything again." he told her. The snake wasn't sure wether to flee or to stay and rested in his hand, in thought. "You are not my wife, but, I will treat you gently as I treated her, and let you sing as you please, Lyre." "Lyre?" "Yes. Your name." The young man smiled. "Do you like it?" The snake flicked her tongue, smiling and nodding shyly at him. "Well? What do you say Lyre?" he queitly asked, petting her scales. "As long as I can sing, I'm happy to." she accepted. And with that the young man held the snake in his hands caringly and carefully, taking her inside his home. He kept her warm and gave her plenty of places to hide and water to drink. He let her eat with him and sleep in safety, listening to her sing everyday. And they lived happily together in his home for the rest of his years. The End. |
<The Ice Bar's open. I'm okay with being trapped in an avalanche. What's a few more years under ice after you've been deactivated for a century or two?>
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Submitted for approval and perusal, A caroling hangout!..or something. <-<; I'd rather be cold and trapped than slain...I'm already a skelly-tin but I like being spared..
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My thread is the 4th! Please, Pengore extend one more day! I'm gonna be traveling!!!
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Pengore hides the peanut butter and instead slathers it on a sandwich for a midnight snack while listening to Merskelly tell their story. This Satisfies them somewhat and they agree to extend the event 2 more days.
The Event will now end Dec 31st! After taking a nap Pengore awakens slowly their stomach grumbling, they are still hungry and this puts them in a bad mood. If you dont send them the completed Gift in Presents Galore they will take Chocolate bonbons and fill them with not chocolate. You dont want to know what the Not Chocolate is….. Pengore is also looking for a certain someone, if you can find pictures of the man carrying a big sack that they are looking for to prove he exists they will extend your doom by a day. |
Den brings forth this image as proof: https://amp.thisisinsider.com/images...b5-750-563.jpg
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Pengore stomps their hooves grumbling and shaking their head. "I should replace your ice-cream with spoiled frozen Yogurt. This is not the man with the sack I asked for. He is Too red!"
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I find the man! :D
The image is a bit blurry, but you can see a figure in the snow there, and he has what looks like a sack that he's carrying on his back. >8. Could this be proof that he exists?! https://robbinsrealm.files.wordpress...othm-pic-5.jpg |
Pengore roars with rage "This is not the man with the bag that I want! Where is my Man with a bag? Do you not have naughty children here to punish?" It their displeasure they do not immediately notice Death approaching with their three news sweaters but after their temper tantrum is over are more than happy to wear one on each leg and the other over their horns. How that keeps them warm I have no clue but Pengore seems satisfied with it.
After some thought Pengore believes that they should have a drink to warm their insides as well as their outsides. Pengore requests that you bring them a warm drink made with cinnamon and cloves and served at festivals. Be aware that if you bring the wrong drink they will throw it back at you. So dont make it too hot. |
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I think maybe I've found him..
https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/i...8EmHMmBKI07ZXo |
Yes Krampus ...... Or maybe the Grinch is my next guess
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Would Pengore be interested in some hot apple cider?
http://www.haveacocktail.com/images/da/10639.jpg |
Or maybe mulled wine? *adds some ice cubes to cool the drink down and opens her pretty dotted umbrella just in case*
https://i.imgur.com/Tx2jYmj.jpg |
Is pengore looking for the sack man?
https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/...20180829051200 |
btw can we do multiple tasks in a row or do we have to wait for people? If we can do multiple in a row I stole a tomato for pengore
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Multiple tasks are fine!
Pengore claps their hands "Yes this is the man with the bag!" They seem happy as they try the Apple Cider only to spit it out "This is not the drink I desire!" Trying the mulled wine pleases them though and they lull and Nod their head. Pengore is pleased currently and the event will continue on until Jan 3rd! |
Omg I found the man! I literally just typed in man with a sack lollll
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Pengore has observed yet another silly tradition these humans enjoy: Caroling! However it turns out they have no sense of music and a bad short term memory, so every song they sing ends up mangled beyond recognition. If five different people volunteer to march along with Pengore, he promises not to tie all your shoelaces together into a treble clef but just a double knot. You must bring your own song. Put your favorite christmas carol into Google translate or a similar service, push it through at least four different languages and back to English. Post the result here and pray Pengore likes it.
Doing this will extend the event for another day. |
Would CRT dancing be valid for the first demand?
[it’d be a sketchy rough gif.] |
Pengore will accept any likeness of the chicken dance from users.
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From english to french, spanish, japanese, german, and back to english, I present to you Wonderful Christmastime by Paul McCartney (or according to google, awesome christmas):
The moon is sunny. ghost I'm here tonight And that is enough Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! The party is The feeling is there. Just come This time Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Children's choir sings a song Ding-Dong Ding Dong, Ding, Ah, Oh Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! I get a word Over the city Lift the cup Oh, do not look down on me. Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Children's choir sings a song They practiced all year long. Ding-Dong Ding-Dong Ding-Dong The party is ghost I'm here tonight And that is enough Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! The moon is sunny. ghost I'm here tonight And that is enough Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Oh, Christmas |
Btw can we check how many more people need to steal food?
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Yep, check the beast's enemy list to see how often food has been stolen.
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I present to you, my favorite Christmas song, I Won't Be Home For Christmas by Blink-182. As translated thusly: English -> Italian -> Spanish -> German -> Danish -> Finnish -> English
Enjoy! Singing songs outdoors. But in the case of tulips, you can do it. I love it, I have no idea. My girlfriend is on my side This is the same as used. His bad voice is annoying. It's Christmas again I have a dead smile in front of my face. I wonder how much time I waste. Oh God, I hate and Satan's helpers So, sucker, oily broken. Because I took a baseball bat. Yes, hey, all asylum. It's Christmas again Well aka be nice to people, Rés you can't stand Whole year I'm tired of all the Christmas joy. Your human gambling Please stay away from my house If you don't want to shoot unfortunately Leave your gifts and leave for a minute. No, you can't join Christmas Eve Because the police came and arrested me. They had an unfair advantage. I mean, you don't have an oil gun. Christmas got ya ya in time Because the boy was named Bubba hot packet off. It's Christmas again Well aka be nice to people, Rés you can't stand Whole year I'm tired of all the Christmas joy. Your human gambling Please stay away from my house If you don't want to shoot unfortunately Leave your gifts and leave for a minute. And not at home, and be home for Christmas. And not at home, and be home for Christmas. |
>U< Here is Carol of the Bells, my favorite song for Christmastime, in English after being translated to Spanish, Russian, German, Hungarian, French, Italian and finally Japanese.
Listen to DIN, Don, DIN, Dindin, Don, DIN, Donbel and silver bells. Everyone seems to be saying: Christmas brings good humour if you are in trouble. Old and young, sweet and brave. Dong Ding Dong Ding is his song. A happy phone call to the whole hymn. Someone seems to be in a good mood. Fill the air here and there. Oh, how you beat or raise the sound. Oh, Hill and Dale, tell me your story. It seems that people are singing morale, Christmas is here. Merry, happy, happy, Merry, happy, happy, happy, Merry Christmas. It is a happy voice for every house. Dongding, Dong, Dong, dongding, Dong, Dong, Dongoh, beat, raise the sound. O'hill and Dale tell their story. Ding, dong, a delight for every house. Listen to DIN, Don, Din, Dondin, Dong, Din, Dindin, Don, DIN, Donbel and the soft silver bells. It seems that everyone here started it to experience that Christmas brings good morality. Old and young, sweet and brave. Don, Don, DIN, Don, this is his song. Call the whole hymn on the happy phone. They heard the words in a good mood. Oh, how do you make noise from where? O'er Hill and Dale tell their story. They like to play when people sing. Good mood, Christmas is here. Merry, happy, Happy, Merry Christmas, happy, happy, happy, Merry Christmas, where to send, infinite. It is a happy voice for every house. Din, dong, din, Dontia cheer to each family. |
How does that still have articles after being translated to and from Russian?
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They get added back in at German. Apparently translate realized they are dropped in some languages and attempts to restore them when going back to a language that uses articles.
Послушай, как колокола (Russian) turns to Lauschen Sie den Glocken (German). Холм и долина О'эр turns to Der Hügel und das Tal von O'er. |
Derpy sniffles and wipes at his nose while he offers up a gift of food to Pengore.
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Maybe so. I believe it still ate the articles around the time it was translating finnish names to weird bullshit.
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Ohh it must be something that it likes. That's trickier, first I have to find something it likes lol
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Pengore pats Derpy on the head and gives them part of their snack. "Thank you small blue demon, I shall now let you live the longest and rule by my side. The event shall go on another day"
While they are enjoying the carols not enough have been sung to please them 2 more must go on! Pengore thinks back to the last time they awoke and wonders if this tradition still stands "Tell me 10 New Years Resolutions to stop me from destroying your lands." |
1. I resolve to continue to give no fucks about what people think about my makeup.
2. I resolve to continue to work on being kind to myself when I'm having an "off" day. 3. I resolve to work on being better about limiting junk food. 4. I resolve to continue to learn, every day. 5. I resolve to work on improving my artwork. 6. I resolve to work on walking more often. 7. I resolve to be nicer to myself overall. 8. I resolve to do more random acts of kindness. 9. I resolve to make sure I'm registered to vote for the 2020 elections. 10. I resolve to work on my impulsiveness when it comes to money. |
-u- (Since I went out to Lake Arrowhead today and it was lightly snowing and I got to experience it snow around me for the first time...)
Let it Snow! Translated into English after being translated to French, Romanian, Serbian, Chinese (Simplified), Greek, and Irish. X'D Since the weather is outside afreukMais fire because there is no space for Snowie SnowElaKeLleLaisse Snow! Leave the snow! Leave it! He said there's at least no sign, so buying lightweight lightweight objects. Leave the snow! Leave it! When they finally kiss bonsoir Komentiraću hate haste, if you want to return it, it will be deleted the Chaudet deferral in the fire, its store, we're still in a MAIS page like you, I like so much snow! Leave the snow! Leave it! Go! When the last kiss bonsoir Komentar tempeteMais I do not like to go out, if you want to go back to chaud To on the way back, I'll be mataiomenosMais expensive fire, we always love you revoir Tant tellementLais of content! Leave the snow! Leave the snow! Yes, it's snow! |
A masterpiece! Every holiday song ought to cover such timeless topics like buying lightweight objects and being an expensive fire ^^
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I think that one's my fav so far merskelly
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