My first love was a sweet Asari,
And we'd drive around town in my Ferrari
Until it went up in hot flames.
Couldn't save her, such a shame...
But it's okay cuz I also love calamari.
My first love was a sweet Asari,
And we'd drive around town in my Ferrari
Until it went up in hot flames.
Couldn't save her, such a shame...
But it's okay cuz I also love calamari.
I once took up the art of ball juggling.
I was so bad, my temper'd get bubbling.
Then I met a Batarian jester
Who turned out to be just a molester
And while he juggled my balls, he screamed, "Stop struggling!"
I am the very model of a scientist salarian,
I've studied species turian, asari, and batarian.
I'm quite good at genetics
(as a subset of biology)
because i am an expert
(which i know is a tautology).
My xenoscience studies range from urban to agrarian,
I am the very model of a scientist salarian.
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I am the very model of a scientist salarian,
I've studied species turian, asari, and batarian.
I'm quite good at genetics(as a subset of biology)
because i am an expert
(which i know is a tautology).
My xenoscience studies range from urban to agrarian,I am the very model of a scientist salarian.
Not a limerick. NOT A LIMERICK.
There once was a Human, Shepard her name
Of mercs and scums, she was truly the bane.
She found a shy doctor under the ground,
It was love at first sight, strange and unsound.
Not even death such affection would claim...
Was is it good? Can I haz my cheezeburger now?
"Name is Buck, and I've come here to f**k..."
Said a merc with a very big knack.
"Me too!" was a Brute's answer,
its chest boldly thunderer.
And the merc didn't remember to duck...
Since when did MP section become the poetry section.
Since when did MP section become the poetry section.
If you see it with lenses myopic,
and keep your viewpoint microscopic,
this thread won’t belong.
But here’s where you’re wrong:
This whole goddamn board is off topic.
With the Reapers’ success, I should do
some poems about ME2
and their signature faction
that still gets some action,
The Collectors, AKA “Screw you!”
Their Captains call legions of flies
that swarm in your mouth and your eyes,
and disable your powers
for what feels like hours.
They really aren’t very nice guys.
And the Space Crabs are nothing but trouble
Whether triple, single, or double,
With unnatural stealth
and way too much health
And rampant abuse of their bubble.
But Possession’s the worst of the lot.
See that Scion foe that you’ve just shot?
Your Cerberus Harrier
will just hit his barrier
while grenades will leave you a grease spot.
At least the bugs can be redeemed
by how they let you let off steam.
An A-bomb possessed
will leave quite a mess,
of your unwitting, too-trusting team.
Nerds
Time for you to eat the fruit of the clue tree, dude.Nerds
I'll give my dear readers a tease
before I move on to "Part Three"s:
Thanks to T.I.M.,
we're now fighting them:
the gods of TAKING CASUALTIES!
Yes, it's time for Cerberus to shine,
those gold-and-white enemies of mine.
While they're good with a blade
and negate my grenades,
their Phantoms are still pretty fine.
The Dragoons, while armed with a gun,
seem to derive much more fun
by smashing and lashing
and general thrashing
with near-endless staggers and stuns.
The Guardians' shields, without fail
cause Warlords to whimper and wail.
Though as each Krogan knows,
the best thing for these foes
is to tell them point-blank: "You've got mail."
The Atlas is sluggish and slow,
a real bullet sponge of a foe.
But the cannon can be
quite a danger to me;
it follows wherever you go.
I've of course saved Centurions last
The bane of all targeted casts.
These grenade-slinging bums
should really take Tums
'cause they all have some terrible gas.
Time for you to eat the fruit of the clue tree, dude.
I discovered Siri can read this **** to me and let me tell ya lol it's ****** hilarious hearing her read it.
Destroy a Phantom's sword to increase its ranged capabilities.
While I quite like your in-jokes and quips,
I feel like they may slightly slip
away from this thread.
May I suggest instead
Marksmad's thread here: Useful Tips
One day in ol' Mass Effect Three,
A pug just couldn't wait to pee.
Due to his inaction
he missed the extraction
The shuttle contained only we.
One day in ol' Mass Effect Three,
A pug managed to wait to pee.
But the rest of the louts
managed to all bleed out,
and the shuttle contained only wee.
There's often a Turian prayer
uttered by those would-be slayers,
and those who are fonder
of playing on Condor:
"Please don't leave me 'Waiting for Players'!"
I would contribute to this thread, but none of the playable ME3 races are from Nantucket, so I'm having trouble coming up with ideas.
I confess that it's my motivation,
when I find I'm in a situation
where collectors abound,
knock my team to the ground
by blowing up Abomb ination.
So as not to wreck my post number, I'll just add on here, with Ode to a Pug:
Your desire to help is quite nice,
but I wish you would take my advice,
I was first to arrive,
So to help us survive,
Stop helping me hack this device.
The Turian Ghost is my bag,
but sometimes I hit a small snag.
My main goal is the score,
And some call me a ******,
But if I'm not first, it's the lag.
I confess that it's my motivation,
when I find I'm in a situation
where collectors abound,
knock my team to the ground
by blowing up Abomb ination.
That's a magical number of posts. You should stop there.