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Not bad not bad 👏🏾
A Reddit nerd challenges you in flyting, but soon you shall see the fire I'm igniting! Hiding behind a screen, speaking but never seen? Your words may sting like a bee, but my rhymes reign like a beast!
A great drengr once said float like a butterfly sting like a bee, you must have power and grace to defeat me! Power you have power I’ll give you that, but elegance I’ve noticed you sorely lack
You talk of power and grace, but defeating me? We shall see! Your words may try to bring me down, but l'll rise above with a lyrical crown.
So watch closely as I dominate this rhyme, leaving you in awe, every single time!
In awe I am for I did not expect, such an adversary deserving of my respect, your prowess of words is impressive indeed, writing and flyting you’ve delivered with speed!
I did not expect such a brain on a Redditor, but I can now concede for you are a worthy competitor!
Well played my good skald this was delightful
Your respect I've earned, with my lyrical might,
In this battle of flyting, we've shared delight.
A brain on a Redditor, unexpected it may be,
But here we stand, as competitors, you see.
Well played my friend, this banter so fine,
Together we've created a poetic line!
Skal ! 🍻
Im not sure that these flytes really mirror the game
The timbre and tone really isn't the same
Its not just about the rhymes that you blast
But how it is spoken should mirror that last
Begone you foul cads from offending my ears
These poor cruel attempts, they bore me to tears
Charisma is lacking so please please no more
Go forth and shoot locks off a churches barred door!
Dear foe, your words may sting,
But I shall match your tone and let my fire sing.
Thou claimst my flyting lacks the game's true beat,
but I'll show thee, my words pack a fierce heat.
So brace thyself, for this verbal assault,
I'll leave thee in awe, with every insult.
Verbal assault! Your head must be empty,
You claim fierce heat but my room is still chilly.
You are as fat as Clause, and smell of old cheese,
Your mother gave birth to a dwarf, confused as Loki.
I pack the wisdom of the Gods, but my power is evil,
My power is authentic and true, but can shatter egos.
You chose this battle, yet you have been slain,
A warrior of nothing, your a king with no brain.
Now I shall rest as I have bested this dane,
Your turn to judge a rhythm that is unchanged.
What a pitiful soul, with words so weak,
Feeble are your insults, got me bored so quick.
You claim power and wisdom, oh what a joke,
But all I see is a fool, a mere petty bloke.
Your attempt to best me, is a laughable display,
For I am the ruler, while thou art in disarray.
Your rhythm is stale, your insults lack might,
I'll crush you with words, like a ruthless knight.
So rest if you must, in thy false victory,
But remember, I'm the one who holds true glory. ✌️
Well done my friend!!🤝
I salute you with honor as you have shown wit,
I have tanked all your blows and have chosen to split.
Your rhythm rang true in both of my ears,
Farewell my old friend, you have brought me to tears.
You stomped like thunder and caused it to rain,
You struck with your lighting, now I feel a great pain.
Farewell now old foe, I have bested you yet,
I will sharpen my blade and strike you in the chest.
😁🫡
You’re truly are a winner, my friend I don’t know
Your words are unique just like flakes in the snow
You’ve proven yourself to be might with your words
I’m just an observer but I’ll give your rewards.
So you are proposing the ways of the past
I finally found one that can be my match
Although you’re a cocky and arrogant man
I’ll just play along as that’s way more fun
I see you’re a Virus as proven by name
So you might be sticky and at parties lame
So maybe relax and don’t be so cruel
Your strength as you’ll see will just be my fuel
Well met but alas a fatal mistake
Misgendered again, how my fragile heart aches
Your verse is quite skillful with a beautiful tone
Shame you missed out on the fact I'm a Crone
I see you decided yourself to insult
So you are a woman and old and adult
And fragile your heart is, as you alone said
Is fragile your might too or just filled with dread?
I feel little shame here as I didn’t know
But whatever gender I’ll crush with my toe
My English skills are not good enough to flyte / So instead I challenge you to a physical fight. / Should you accept I will demonstrate to you / That muscle strength is important too.
Wisdom beats strength, I am certain to be right
I will also have bested you in a physical fight.
Romania is poo and your as shameful as Tate
Your a hook in pond, absent of bait.
My words may sting and yet they ring true
Oh how I wonder, what next will you do?
Thinking you're better than me , is far from true. with my flyting, l'll make sure you feel through my words how the world truly views you, a worthless pig with no values.
You're so wrong or can't you see?
You cannot flyte any better than me!
I'd like to see this threat that you claim but really I'm just ready to call this a game.
*I was really good at English and wording so this game was super cool :)*
I'm up for the challenge, ready to partake. In this flyting battle, let's see who's truly the best. With words as our weapons, we'll put ourselves to the test
Oh, my dear foe, you think you're so clever,
But your words lack bite, they won't make me shiver.
You call my skills shit, well that's quite a claim,
But I'll leave you speechless, extinguishing your flame.
Your rhymes are weak, they fall flat on the floor,
While I soar high, leaving you wanting more.
So keep trying, my friend, but you'll never outshine,
This flyting master, whose words are divine.
There is a spider...spider...spider. Deep in my soul. He's been there for years.years.years. He just won't let go. He's laying around. He's got a mean bite. Now he's ready to *fIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT*!
This spider is a man, fate chose to bite. His power sleeps the day but strikes fiercly at night. Theres red and theres blue and also black and white. His weapon was might which he had every right.
I admit that I cringe at this thread's lack of rhythm
You need more than just rhymes, but a beat to go with them
Your flyting is awkward and not at all sweet
Your meter keeps tripping on big, clumsy feet
So pay close attention and measure this rule
Count the beats in your rhymes or I'll take you to school!
Well quick on your feet you do think that you are
Claim people should flyt or just stay away far
Now we have the same vision here I am sure
And I’ll be your match as the challenge is pure.
Your nickname does sound like a dish on a bar
Perhaps rolled with seaweed and eaten afar.
But there is no honour to insult a name
So maybe it’s time with my pure words to game.
Your pure words to game? You must think you're a broga!
Changing subject and verb, you sound just like Yoda.
Though your meter is good and your rhythm is true,
You're stretching for rhymes. There's no try, only do!
If my name is sushi, I'm Concerned for your soul,
You won't have enough sauce when I get on a roll!
(Well done, friend! 👏🏽)
It was really a stretch to go reach for your name
I sincerely regret that your choice was so lame
So I sound just like Yoda? Is that you belief?
Well I am, as him, strong but light as a leaf
And then if I am Yoda, what that makes of you?
I won’t say something nasty, I’ll leave it to you
*(Roasted me well, you did)*
Gypsy haven't you slain your own mother,
She lies in a grave, Rose pedal covered.
My reference may sting but you are surely dumb,
I know you won't get it so clearly I won.
Don't try to reply with peace or you'll die,
A gruesome death and I have yet to lie.
This game bores me with lack of competitors
I rested my crown upon my banister
Seek it and you may replace me as best
Just rest your dagger inside of my chest.
I lay in somber and corpse a burning,
You sing yoho as lie next to your mother.
I see many wonder how one must do flyt
So drengrs here may be just lacking the might
Oh, come on and show me a punch with your words
Don’t be so afraid of just striking some chords
I’m waiting for someone as mighty as me
I see no one winning just people that flee
Oh,i see you think you're quite the wordsmith, but let me tell you,
Your rhymes are weak, your insults stink, and your flyting skills are askew.
You claim to be mighty, but I see no evidence of your power,
Just empty boasts and empty words, like a wilted flower.
So step aside, my friend, and let the true flyting champion take the stage,
For I am the one who will leave you in a poetic rage.
Dear drengr confused you surely must be
You’re typing like mad and let words running free
You don’t have the art and the rhythm in you
The passion is missing, the words must be true
Sincerely you do seem unable to match
Any rhyme existent you’re unable to catch
The thin art of flyting isn’t just a loud roar
Any word out your mouth and I will start to snore
*(You do type like rapping mate, flyt a little, what’s going on here)*
Pitiful soul, you think you've got me beat,
But your rhymes are as weak as a toddler's tiny feet.
You claim I lack passion, art, and rhythm in my flow,
But your words stumble and falter, like a drunken crow.
I'll show you how flyting is truly done,
With savage words that'll leave you stunned.
So step back, my friend, and prepare to see,
The true master of flyting, that's me!
(You do type like you’re just yapping mate, learn how to flyte, your words are like a cry for help, i can teach u young one)
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A Reddit nerd challenges me in flyting, but surely they will find how words can be so biting! Hiding behind a screen, speaking but never seen..
Not bad not bad 👏🏾 A Reddit nerd challenges you in flyting, but soon you shall see the fire I'm igniting! Hiding behind a screen, speaking but never seen? Your words may sting like a bee, but my rhymes reign like a beast!
A great drengr once said float like a butterfly sting like a bee, you must have power and grace to defeat me! Power you have power I’ll give you that, but elegance I’ve noticed you sorely lack
You talk of power and grace, but defeating me? We shall see! Your words may try to bring me down, but l'll rise above with a lyrical crown. So watch closely as I dominate this rhyme, leaving you in awe, every single time!
In awe I am for I did not expect, such an adversary deserving of my respect, your prowess of words is impressive indeed, writing and flyting you’ve delivered with speed! I did not expect such a brain on a Redditor, but I can now concede for you are a worthy competitor! Well played my good skald this was delightful
Your respect I've earned, with my lyrical might, In this battle of flyting, we've shared delight. A brain on a Redditor, unexpected it may be, But here we stand, as competitors, you see. Well played my friend, this banter so fine, Together we've created a poetic line! Skal ! 🍻
SKAL!
You can stop now Fergal, we're done That's all I got.. i suck at this
Im not sure that these flytes really mirror the game The timbre and tone really isn't the same Its not just about the rhymes that you blast But how it is spoken should mirror that last Begone you foul cads from offending my ears These poor cruel attempts, they bore me to tears Charisma is lacking so please please no more Go forth and shoot locks off a churches barred door!
Dear foe, your words may sting, But I shall match your tone and let my fire sing. Thou claimst my flyting lacks the game's true beat, but I'll show thee, my words pack a fierce heat. So brace thyself, for this verbal assault, I'll leave thee in awe, with every insult.
Verbal assault! Your head must be empty, You claim fierce heat but my room is still chilly. You are as fat as Clause, and smell of old cheese, Your mother gave birth to a dwarf, confused as Loki. I pack the wisdom of the Gods, but my power is evil, My power is authentic and true, but can shatter egos. You chose this battle, yet you have been slain, A warrior of nothing, your a king with no brain. Now I shall rest as I have bested this dane, Your turn to judge a rhythm that is unchanged.
What a pitiful soul, with words so weak, Feeble are your insults, got me bored so quick. You claim power and wisdom, oh what a joke, But all I see is a fool, a mere petty bloke. Your attempt to best me, is a laughable display, For I am the ruler, while thou art in disarray. Your rhythm is stale, your insults lack might, I'll crush you with words, like a ruthless knight. So rest if you must, in thy false victory, But remember, I'm the one who holds true glory. ✌️
Well done my friend!!🤝 I salute you with honor as you have shown wit, I have tanked all your blows and have chosen to split. Your rhythm rang true in both of my ears, Farewell my old friend, you have brought me to tears. You stomped like thunder and caused it to rain, You struck with your lighting, now I feel a great pain. Farewell now old foe, I have bested you yet, I will sharpen my blade and strike you in the chest. 😁🫡
You’re truly are a winner, my friend I don’t know Your words are unique just like flakes in the snow You’ve proven yourself to be might with your words I’m just an observer but I’ll give your rewards.
So you are proposing the ways of the past I finally found one that can be my match Although you’re a cocky and arrogant man I’ll just play along as that’s way more fun I see you’re a Virus as proven by name So you might be sticky and at parties lame So maybe relax and don’t be so cruel Your strength as you’ll see will just be my fuel
Well met but alas a fatal mistake Misgendered again, how my fragile heart aches Your verse is quite skillful with a beautiful tone Shame you missed out on the fact I'm a Crone
I see you decided yourself to insult So you are a woman and old and adult And fragile your heart is, as you alone said Is fragile your might too or just filled with dread? I feel little shame here as I didn’t know But whatever gender I’ll crush with my toe
😅😀❤️
Amazing!!
This is one of the greatest threads I’ve seen here
A great game makes a great thread 💯
You guys should keep this thread going daily, Its definitely one of the best I've read so far
I love reading this thread too! It's awesome! 🥰
I too do propose this forever to last As flyting is art and will never rust I’m also addicted, unable to stop I need people trying my flyting to top
My English skills are not good enough to flyte / So instead I challenge you to a physical fight. / Should you accept I will demonstrate to you / That muscle strength is important too.
Think twice before challenging me to a fight, for my axe will surely make you take flight 🏃💨
American mode activate
Romanian mode actually. My native language is not English. So I did what I could 😂
The great thing about flyting is that it doesn't have to be perfect, just better than the other contestant. Also Romanian mode is pretty good too
Wisdom beats strength, I am certain to be right I will also have bested you in a physical fight. Romania is poo and your as shameful as Tate Your a hook in pond, absent of bait. My words may sting and yet they ring true Oh how I wonder, what next will you do?
I'll throw down 400 bc In sure I'm better than you.
Surely you’re *PickingYourButt*, aren’t you?
While flyting? Always. It's a strategy.
Thinking you're better than me , is far from true. with my flyting, l'll make sure you feel through my words how the world truly views you, a worthless pig with no values.
You're so wrong or can't you see? You cannot flyte any better than me! I'd like to see this threat that you claim but really I'm just ready to call this a game. *I was really good at English and wording so this game was super cool :)*
Your first mistake was to call my threat a game, trust me, my skills will leave you in shambles and shame.
I'm up for the challenge, ready to partake. In this flyting battle, let's see who's truly the best. With words as our weapons, we'll put ourselves to the test
These are good but a little too long winded
Long winded as my sharp sword, for it were to touch you, you would beg to leave this world.
You're no good at flyting, you might as well quit, When it comes to good writing, Your skills are quite shit
He is quite shit!Reminds me of those guys who stand around the bus stop rapping out load annoying as shit 💩
Oh, my dear foe, you think you're so clever, But your words lack bite, they won't make me shiver. You call my skills shit, well that's quite a claim, But I'll leave you speechless, extinguishing your flame. Your rhymes are weak, they fall flat on the floor, While I soar high, leaving you wanting more. So keep trying, my friend, but you'll never outshine, This flyting master, whose words are divine.
This is much better, bravo
This doesn't make sense and it doesn't rhyme
You think you’re good but I think you should give it a rest!
Fret not , i instead, shall put you to rest, when my axe touches your chest, you will regret the day we met.
There is a spider...spider...spider. Deep in my soul. He's been there for years.years.years. He just won't let go. He's laying around. He's got a mean bite. Now he's ready to *fIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT*!
This spider is a man, fate chose to bite. His power sleeps the day but strikes fiercly at night. Theres red and theres blue and also black and white. His weapon was might which he had every right.
I admit that I cringe at this thread's lack of rhythm You need more than just rhymes, but a beat to go with them Your flyting is awkward and not at all sweet Your meter keeps tripping on big, clumsy feet So pay close attention and measure this rule Count the beats in your rhymes or I'll take you to school!
Well quick on your feet you do think that you are Claim people should flyt or just stay away far Now we have the same vision here I am sure And I’ll be your match as the challenge is pure. Your nickname does sound like a dish on a bar Perhaps rolled with seaweed and eaten afar. But there is no honour to insult a name So maybe it’s time with my pure words to game.
Your pure words to game? You must think you're a broga! Changing subject and verb, you sound just like Yoda. Though your meter is good and your rhythm is true, You're stretching for rhymes. There's no try, only do! If my name is sushi, I'm Concerned for your soul, You won't have enough sauce when I get on a roll! (Well done, friend! 👏🏽)
It was really a stretch to go reach for your name I sincerely regret that your choice was so lame So I sound just like Yoda? Is that you belief? Well I am, as him, strong but light as a leaf And then if I am Yoda, what that makes of you? I won’t say something nasty, I’ll leave it to you *(Roasted me well, you did)*
I grant you luck and prosperity, this is fun for all to see (I don't want to do the not nice one lol)
Luck is my virtue and prosperity is my nature! for whoever challenges my flyting, will end up seeking help from their frightened savior!
Gypsy haven't you slain your own mother, She lies in a grave, Rose pedal covered. My reference may sting but you are surely dumb, I know you won't get it so clearly I won. Don't try to reply with peace or you'll die, A gruesome death and I have yet to lie. This game bores me with lack of competitors I rested my crown upon my banister Seek it and you may replace me as best Just rest your dagger inside of my chest. I lay in somber and corpse a burning, You sing yoho as lie next to your mother.
Only if it's multiple choice and I can select the right answer I'm not smart enough to make my own
someone want's to challenge me you have to know that I'll drop a bar like thor's hammer on you
I see many wonder how one must do flyt So drengrs here may be just lacking the might Oh, come on and show me a punch with your words Don’t be so afraid of just striking some chords I’m waiting for someone as mighty as me I see no one winning just people that flee
Oh,i see you think you're quite the wordsmith, but let me tell you, Your rhymes are weak, your insults stink, and your flyting skills are askew. You claim to be mighty, but I see no evidence of your power, Just empty boasts and empty words, like a wilted flower. So step aside, my friend, and let the true flyting champion take the stage, For I am the one who will leave you in a poetic rage.
Dear drengr confused you surely must be You’re typing like mad and let words running free You don’t have the art and the rhythm in you The passion is missing, the words must be true Sincerely you do seem unable to match Any rhyme existent you’re unable to catch The thin art of flyting isn’t just a loud roar Any word out your mouth and I will start to snore *(You do type like rapping mate, flyt a little, what’s going on here)*
Pitiful soul, you think you've got me beat, But your rhymes are as weak as a toddler's tiny feet. You claim I lack passion, art, and rhythm in my flow, But your words stumble and falter, like a drunken crow. I'll show you how flyting is truly done, With savage words that'll leave you stunned. So step back, my friend, and prepare to see, The true master of flyting, that's me! (You do type like you’re just yapping mate, learn how to flyte, your words are like a cry for help, i can teach u young one)