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Chorrol.com _ Oblivion _ Body of a Fighter

Posted by: Captain Hammer Aug 30 2010, 06:29 PM

So, I've been working on this, since it will show up in my fan-fic a little later. Basically, I thought that given the deaths members of the Fighters Guild seem to suffer, both in the immediate back-story and the guild's questline, I figured that the Guild would have some form of service or wake for their honored fallen. And having been a big fan of The Wire, I decided to model it on the Detective's wake the Bal-more Po-lice hold for their honored dead.

First, for legal reasons: the following song is a parody version of The Pogues' "Body of an American," and is created and used under fair use. I take no responsibility for legal ramifications of reproducing or distributing this work that violate said US and International copyright law.

That out of the way, here's a http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q97IfBOIR5Q to the song so you can hear the music and possibly sing along.

Body of a Fighter:

The horse drawn hearse stood by the house
And the ranks they were within
And the Rigger boys they hissed advice
‘Make off wit’her with a pin’
Then we turned and shook as we had a look
In the room where the dead men lay
So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
To the shores where his father's laid

But fifteen minutes later
We had our first taste of whiskey
There was uncles giving lectures
On ancient High Rock history
The men all started telling jokes
And the women they got frisky
At five o'clock in the evening
Every b@$tard there was piskey

Gone away, Fare thee well
There's nothing left to tell
Farewell to Cyrodiil City boys
To Black Marsh and Hamm’rfell
He took them out
With a well-aimed clout
An I oft’ would hear him yell
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!

He fought the champ in Balmora
And he slashed him to the ground
He took on Little Larkenella
And it only went one round
He never had no time for bets
For drink nor dice nor whores
And he never threw a fight
When the fight was right
So they sent him to the war

Gone away, Fare thee well
There's nothing left to tell
With a “slainte Bro and Bre’irenn go
My love's in Tamri-ell
The calling of the savory
Skingrad wine from in the dell
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!

This morning on the harbour
When I said goodbye to you
I remember how I swore
That I'd come back to you one day
And as the sunset came to meet
The evening on the hill
I told you I'd always love you
I always did and I always will

Gone away, Fare thee well
There's nothing left to tell
'cept to say adieu
To your eyes as blue
As the water in the bay
And to big Jim Dwyer
The man of wire
Who was often heard to yell
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!

Posted by: treydog Aug 31 2010, 12:01 AM

I like this on so many levels-

The Wire

The song itself

The TES-ization

The fact that I am Irish

Posted by: Captain Hammer Aug 31 2010, 12:50 AM

Thanks. I know that I've got at least two scenes for it, and I'm gonna be ecstatic if I can make it work.

Posted by: Captain Hammer Oct 28 2010, 10:01 PM

Okay, new version with some words changed for effect. It flows better in my mind, but see if the same works for you.

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The horse drawn hearse stood by the house
And the ranks they were within
And the Rigger boys they hissed advice
‘Make off wit’her with a pin’
Then we turned and shook as we had a look
In the room where the dead men lay
So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
To the shores where his father's laid

But fifteen minutes later
We had our first taste of whiskey
There was uncles giving lectures
On ancient High Rock history
The men all started telling jokes
And the women they got frisky
By five o'clock in the evening
Every b@$tard there was piskey

Fare thee well, Gone away
There's nothing left to say
Farewell to Cyrodiil City boys
To Corinthe and Stros M'Kai
He took them out
With a well-aimed clout
An I oft’ would hear him yell
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!

He fought the champ in Balmora
And he slashed him to the ground
He took on Great Gorromann
And it only went one round
He never had no time for bets
For drink nor dice nor whores
And he never threw a fight
When the fight was right
So they sent him to the war

Fare thee well, Gone away
There's nothing left to say
With a “slainte Bro and Bre’irenn go
My love's in Tamri-eh!
The calling of the savory
Skingrad wine from in the dell
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!

This morning on the harbour
When I said goodbye to you
I remember how I swore
That I'd come back to you one day
And as the sunset came to meet
The evening on the hill
I told you I'd always love you
I always did and I always will

Fare thee well, Gone away
There's nothing left to say
'cept to say adieu
To your eyes as blue
As the water in the bay
And to big Jim Dwyer
The man of wire
Who was often heard to yell
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!
I'm a free born Fighter of Tamriel!

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As always, feedback is welcome.

Posted by: mALX Jan 29 2011, 05:00 AM

I'd love to see this in the Fanfic section! (in its own thread or on the Arena thread) - Awesome job !!

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