- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
I got a poem for ya guys
An ode to CHEATERS
oh this grass is beautiful, such a game could bear
i love how the dirt flies from the ground, with a smg's wear and tear,
as i trod through coagulation, with out a care in my mind,
i get a feed from this life- full (of suprises)
i see a corpse accumulation, only to find
to get shot in the head with a sniper-rifle (oh what a suprise!)
angry i become, sweat begins to rain upon my face,
only to be blown up with a rocket launcher
As that -blam!- jumps up and down with grace
"That damn noob!"I shout, as my friends begin to stare in awe,
for they've never seen so many Master Chiefs,
tea bag a corpse evermore
They descended upon me like an angel
oh so gracefully from the sky.
but i never knew Lucifer was so accurate
tea bagging someone in the eye.
5 long seconds later...
i finally respawned only to learn
that I was raped by the "Terminator",
one more brownie point he just had earned
It was ok i thought, because he was just about dead,
for i had hit him 3 times in the head,
with my lovely battle rifle.
But NO once again, my buddy who backed me up
was run over by a banshie, those bastards
who hit from up above.
Far enough my patience has been tested,
enough has this flag been contested,
winning is all I yearn
Ill arm the bomb, ill kill three peeps,
only to know, im fast to throw,
my finger toawrds the stand-by button.
But still I suck, and still I dream
to actually kill someone legitimately
So now i risk to be dropped, and risk to be banned
because im STUPID and dont understand
the whole Bungie banning system
I used to victimize devoted players,
but now Im demoted to the victim.
[Edited on 5/3/2005]