Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 26 June 2014 - 07:11 PM
Smack down challenge
To the poetically bent
Send your rant/prepared to be paid rent!
Charging for the empty space, tween thine large splayed ears.
Three cheers, no beers, quitters don't show, you blow, no ability to glow or sweep n flow,
Like a duel ppc Jenner, take your shot, walk real slow, yes you are hot, but you collapse alone, and weekly, so to speak, every drop.
Don't bother responding, you ain't got it, have no pop!
Roses are red, violets are blue,
I've got an Ac/20 round for each of you.
Crosshairs turn red,
Soon you'll be dead,
Just like the other jenners I've crippled before,
In tabletop,
And of course,
In all of the lore.
It was conquest at the beginning,
* ohh dang it! I don't know any word battletech related that rhymes with beginning. Oh we'll, I guess I'll leave this topic for now...
Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 30 June 2014 - 11:12 AM
Mech42Ace, on 27 June 2014 - 09:11 PM, said:
Roses are red, violets are blue,
I've got an Ac/20 round for each of you.
Crosshairs turn red,
Soon you'll be dead,
Just like the other jenners I've crippled before,
In tabletop,
And of course,
In all of the lore.
It was conquest at the beginning,
* ohh dang it! I don't know any word battletech related that rhymes with beginning. Oh we'll, I guess I'll leave this topic for now...
Crosshairs turn red,
Soon you'll be dead,
Just like the other jenners I've crippled before,
In tabletop,
And of course,
In all of the lore.
It was conquest at the beginning,
Dare say I more?
It was done but all the whining,
As the EvilJennerWarrior failures consummated my winning.
On the salvage our unit's dinning, donning, owning, pone'n.
Another day for the livin.
In the vastness of pastness, repast in catalyst, the fist of my Atlas right in your cockpit, even though it didn't fit the grit PGI spit, in the "online" destructive environment not in time, or ever, meaning never, over thought it, way too clever, you fall back AC 20 bereaved, of the balistic joy you conceived.
Sad it is true, death was not to have it's way here, in the Solaris that has no home here, we will have a drink or beer here, for Ace42Mech, we grieve.
LocationSearounders Tavern, Port St. Williams, Coventry
Posted 30 June 2014 - 09:00 PM
Once again, I'm no poet.
Ah shucks! This mech sucks!
I cannot believe that I just blew a Million space bucks.
This Assassin, Cicada, and Ostscout are Whack!
I'd rather use spit wads and a whiffle ball bat.
Edited by Thom Frankfurt, 30 June 2014 - 09:00 PM.
Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 30 June 2014 - 10:19 PM
Thom Frankfurt, on 30 June 2014 - 09:00 PM, said:
Once again, I'm no poet.
Ah shucks! This mech sucks!
I cannot believe that I just blew a Million space bucks.
This Assassin, Cicada, and Ostscout are Whack!
I'd rather use spit wads and a whiffle ball bat.
No qualifiers please, enjoy, feel at ease. Just for fun.
What is poet? A poem? Just words that follows thoughts on any type of road?
A stone needing thrown?
A release for a peace, desired, not yet known?
Or just a "Look Out Below!!!"
Though I may be dead,
It was my fault because my mech was painted red.
An atlas painted red is an easy target,
For the enemy to get.
I blamed my failure on the lag,
That others were hacking,
But it was my own fault because I was slacking.
So I say,
Before painting your mech red
Just make sure you know what your doing and make sure you don't end up dead.
Paint your mech black, it will hide your LRM missile racks.
paint your mech green! it will show your greed
As a merc, that's not a bad thing todo,
But remember if someone kills you don't blame the lag,
Or their hacking,
Just remember it was your fault for slacking...
Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 05 July 2014 - 04:27 PM
Smoke!
To back, to reverse, is, too late...
Accept the fate of writhing in the smoke's tendrils, continue your loping gate. Have faith in thine armor. Deal in spades to this dealer of harm, show him what is in your lbx charm.
Like many things, it is better to give than receive. Smoke of an orangish color... brother
Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 06 July 2014 - 10:11 AM
plodder, on 06 January 2013 - 03:15 AM, said:
I could not say it is wrong, or I could, but I might be wrong about it.
Not that anyone would care or give a wit about it. http://www.wisegeek....es-of-haiku.htm
This what he is talking about. There were questions about haiku form and poetry. What do I know? I think Al has it right, and is an example to follow ;^)
and for a change of pace.....
Mech42Ace, on 05 July 2014 - 09:42 PM, said:
Lol, Weird Al,
What song is he parading, I know it's by the WHO, if that helps.
Seriously, this is really bothering me:\
Buy the way, did you know he is coming out with a new album called " Mandatory fun"
Don't know what songs he is parading... But cool though
Here ya go fella: www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHhrZgojY1Q
I could not get link to work, using tablet, Who, we won't be fooled again.
Strength of the battle holds all at bay.
There at times, comes a time, when loss and cost have paid in dross, and a tactical push must be played.
Done well, timed well, splayed defenses caused and felled.
When unit knowing from often playing, takes advantage from the Vulcan mind meld, held, jelled.
Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 10 July 2014 - 08:33 PM
Mechwarrior goes into bar, asks, I want a good scotch. He is told, Glenlivit is the best we have, not 12, not 16 but ? What does one do?
Take what they have? Or drink crap beer?
Always bet Glenlivit, and give a cheer!here here!
Locationbetwixt the seen and heard, underneath the upperhanded, above the underhanded. Sunlit with a cloudy background.
Posted 10 July 2014 - 08:40 PM
A Mechwarrior goes into a bar, asks for the best Scotch, neat, not on the rocks. Pox, best they have is Glenlivit, not 12, not 16, but something??
Bet on Glen, if ya ken, better that than coors light sin!
Weakness tells me to do mine own desire, yet my a soul says, satisfy need.
Glenlivit it is, bet on it, own it! That does both, desire feeds the need!
Why play mechwarrior you ask,
You think it to be of the most difficult caliber of tasks
I say because who doesn't wanna watch giant robots beating the tar out of each other,
Only when the victor arises only to look for another,
Betty says LRM 10 ammo destroyed you say crap, I'll have to rely on my med. pulse laser,
"For, you see, I don't have, a phaser"- Captain James T. Kirk...