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[plodder]

MechRaccoon, on 28 July 2012 - 08:06 PM, said:

A Haiku to all you people asking about Mad Cats:

Clans came in 3050
Along with Mad Cat, Vulture as well
This game is in '49.

Yes, I know it is a bit lame.

I know there are other types of Haiku, but I only know the 5,7,5. Thanks for the nice offering

[plodder]

Deer In The Headlights

Crash, Crash, LRM's!!!!!

Frozen by heated Blasting

Override has failed.......

[plodder]

The King Has Spoken!!!

You Evil little Jenner

Your speed is my bane, my trial, my woe

I am the King. My Majesty should never be doubted or shamed!

Little Jenner, die little jenner, in explosion and smoke little jenner!

I am the Force, the ramrod, the spine of all battles, be gone!!!

I Vanquish you in words, if not if in deed.

For I am ATLAS!!!!! You shall DIE!!!!

Edited by plodder, 07 April 2013 - 01:08 PM.

[plodder]

Play the free
Free the play
Free Free Play Play!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[plodder]

Jenny & The Fat Lass

There was a Lass that was both heavy and large.

Wherever she went, she always took charge!

Till one day a sweet small waif named Jenny, took her, shook her, till she obeyed a plenty

The lady waif had no pity, was relentless and fast, no understanding of propriaty, no concept of caste.

She danced her dance, of agility and grace, while the lumbering Fat Lass rumbled a trumbling gate.

Then over a stone little Jenny did roll, did trip, did fall......

The End

[plodder]

Sway This Way

Sway back, anything but laid back, close to a hunch box, but not. Circling, striking, heat climbing,recycling.

Dancing a dance, bumping and grinding, going for core values, more value there, all but fair.

Bye little Jenner, bye fellow Hunchy, Hi gruesome Atlas, fat lass, need a bye pass? Well here ya go!BYE!! Gracefully falling 100 tonner. Black clouds of smoke blowing in cone, each tendral a beacon to the leviathan's fall....while listening on teamspeak leader cry, cap, get on cap all!!!

[plodder]

THE TIME HAS COME

Windbourne Highlanders.

We bretheren Shall unite!!!

Cast from Home to Stars..........

[Rathe]

Here's a thread I can get onboard with! Let me start with a real BT haiku:

War shows a swords steel

Autumn leaves reflect color

A samurai's blood

Here's one of my own:

Missile impact flare

a blizzard of explosive

falling from the sky

[plodder]

Disspossed

Beyond Summer's eve,

Yet Spring's welcome is distant,

Cold, fruitless, withered

[Rathe]

I like that plodder! Very seasony, it's a good haiku.

steel titan stomping

summer sun melting wallet

green blood drips down drain

[plodder]

plodder, on 30 October 2012 - 03:15 PM, said:

Disspossed

Beyond Summer's eve,

Yet Spring's welcome is distant,

Cold, fruitless, withered

Thanks Rathe, It is supposed to represent the horribleness of as a mechwarrior that has lost his ride.
Also, I googled definition for rathe, because you were interested in Haiku, not wanting to pick the obvious definition of "Jump to: navigation, search..." but the archiac definitions ...

Edited by plodder, 30 October 2012 - 11:26 PM.

[Jukebox1986]

Roses are Red,
Blood is too...
I´ll shoot a bullet,
it will pass right trough you...

[Rathe]

plodder, on 30 October 2012 - 11:25 PM, said:

Thanks Rathe, It is supposed to represent the horribleness of as a mechwarrior that has lost his ride.
Also, I googled definition for rathe, because you were interested in Haiku, not wanting to pick the obvious definition of "Jump to: navigation, search..." but the archiac definitions ...

it's a play on 'wrath' and 'wraith'. I actually pronounce it like the second, because my name is Ray

edit: A poem.

Systems Nominal

Enemy new as springtime

We farm more creddits.

Edited by Rathe, 31 October 2012 - 08:01 AM.

[plodder]

Pugs can be our friends,

To be one can be lonely,

Platters of C-Bills

[plodder]

Join a group you like

Make friends in Teamspeak 3

Winbourne Highlanders?

[Rathe]

plodder, on 31 October 2012 - 02:24 PM, said:

Join a group you like

Make friends in Teamspeak 3

Winbourne Highlanders?

teamspeak makes me sad

mumble a cool springtime stream

with all my nerd friends

(seriously I have a 250man mumble server )

[plodder]

Black Screen


Drop it like it pops,

Searching,Searching, Searching......

I am blind, yet I can fire.

or

Time has been building, the heartfelt hope filled yearning,now is the time, now's no time for drop spurning, now I built, to perfection's desire, passion in-play to light a Jenner fire. NOW is the TIME, the moment to rend, my MC bought then used, all my C-Bills I just did spend!!!!!!!!........blackscreen

Hope in the moment, maybe tis just a slow load, made group, true group, sharp blades/elite mode......blackscreen

Reality dawning, TS3 chatter telling, "What's the plan?" @#$%^&! now I am yelling!!!!!!......blackscreen

Is it the client, is it my card, is it the server, all? tor singly, just working too hard???......... Blackscreen

What is the answer to the question I ask? Tell me, spell 2 me,and at my question do not make laughs. Now maybe it is known, yet it is not fixed, tis the open beta, and too may drops missed. Tell me U gurus, tell me kind Devs, fix it, don't stick it at the end of your long list...........Blackscreen

(if response is made to the question, make it in verse or poem. If you do not feel comfortable with that, PM the answer and I will do my 80-85% best to make it so ) thanks uncle danno

Edited by plodder, 03 November 2012 - 10:11 AM.

[Rathe]

assault highlander

death from above like graceful

semi from the sky

[plodder]

Pleased to meet you, do you know my Name?

Grand though it be, yet not in title, understand?

Reptilial in nature, speedful grace and destruction. Understand?

Not overwhelming, yet properly striking. understand?

Few choose her without the knockdown, without the shock down.Was a past mock down/clown, cheese build......

What will you do with the current patch,to win the match, crush the past with current winner fullfilled?

[Brenden]

The fires surround me, my breathing is a husk and as I look out my visor, all I see is dusk.
A battle of fire, of steel and of rockets did so glare and rammed into me, so that it would prevent my own flare,
of retaliation. Of lasers and rockets, and of autocannons of large and small so came from my bores. So that the enemy could rest forever more.

But now, as I sit here, drinking my last bits of air, I often wonder, why is all this fair? To die in these machines of hulking metals and guns; our bodies never recovered and that we are ever more forlorned.

But the time for that thinking is ending, and as I lay here I see the flames about me wavering; Come, join us, sleep in our arms! Only then shall the pain stop where-hence!

I hear the voices in my head say, now your time has come - sleep forever more Roger Moore.
Sleep.