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I held my shottie and saw a skulkie which acted sucky against my shottie
One Lerk to spore them all, one Fade to slash them all, one Skulk to find them and in the darkness, bite them in the land of Haiku where the Kharaas lie.
Now it's time to make a hive, so that my friends become alive. "I'm so smart for thinking that" thought a gorge, who was fat
Yea, sorry. It's not a haiku... But I found out that these are fun to make <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->
Now I build a resource tower, and you, friend give me cover. But this marine didn't see, that his friend just let him be. He turned back to see his mate, but just a lil' bit too late. He got killed by a lork that was sitting on the clorf
3 guns for the light armors in marine spawn, 7 for the Jet Packs in the Kharaa hive, 9 for commanders doomed to die, and none for the fat gorge on his chamber in the land of Haiku where the Kharaas lie.
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Spitting and building structures,
Comm drops five shotguns.
he went under the name of george,
'Rines killed george the gorge.
and saw a skulkie
which acted sucky
against my shottie
One Lerk to spore them all,
one Fade to slash them all,
one Skulk to find them and in the darkness, bite them in the land of Haiku where the Kharaas lie.
so that my friends become alive.
"I'm so smart for thinking that"
thought a gorge, who was fat
Yea, sorry. It's not a haiku... But I found out that these are fun to make <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->
Now I build a resource tower,
and you, friend give me cover.
But this marine didn't see,
that his friend just let him be.
He turned back to see his mate,
but just a lil' bit too late.
He got killed by a lork
that was sitting on the clorf
Stood there like an idiot,
I got pwnz0red bad.
That's my little NS Haiku.
7 for the Jet Packs in the Kharaa hive,
9 for commanders doomed to die,
and none for the fat gorge on his chamber in the land of Haiku where the Kharaas lie.
7 for the Jet Packs in the Kharaa hive,
9 for commanders doomed to die,
and none for the fat gorge on his chamber in the land of Haiku where the Kharaas lie. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
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my intestines on the floor
long live the respawn
The snow bound air of mid winter
While the gorge builds hive
Who follows orders all through the seasons
A loss is my fate
Little skulk,
Crossing Street,
HA train,
Sausage meat,
move it marines NOW
get to your **** waypoint
you bloody sissies
hold the zone longer
are you bereft of honour
wait for order, hold
keep your pet theories
i have no interest in them
just follow my lead
you are the man flex
you get my RTs quickly
crucial in my plans
do not talk back grunt
i will be forced to commrage
this you do not want
no guns for you now
you rambo insolently
you have lost honour
stealth, intelligence
you are truly blackops sir
build my PG, PHASE!
blasted fades killing!
my men, my brave men, lie strewn
should have upgraded
unbalanced teams, damn
my marines die left and right
here comes the gorge rush
stop requesting now
you have nary a scratch sir
medpacks are costly
march on, march on rines
your thunderous steps echo
a beautiful train
weapons free men
you have earned this win
the hive wilts from fire
music truly, sings
from forth canons sonic come
now silence, hive dead
resource dominance
a commmanders dream, truly
i give toys freely
divine wind cometh
we cower, we falter, fall
three hives, mark us dead
cower not good rines
now go forth into the fray
shotguns shred OCs
what's this subterfuge!!
you spend the rez, waste our time!
none will command now
little blips i see
you may hide but i will fire
ahh, motion tracking
horror behemoth
you rip asunder my men
you are hell fury