Random Gaming Haiku

[Madgael]

silly munchkin dwarf,
why are you hitting yourself?
(aboleth rules you)

[Snorter]

To express oneself
In seventeen syllables
Is very diffic.

[The Jade]

Ashen moon climbs high
We sink unseen, skulk the lair
There! The silver's egg!

[Set]

Your brain I devour,
seventeen more syllables
are too hard for me.

[Set]

Nightweavers spin death,
silver silken strands hung 'neath
a harvester's moon.

[Snorter]

Silly Fayne sleeping,
In a bar-room brawl.
Into the dog-pit with you!

get your 4d6 ready for tomorrow's game, Matt!

[Cuchulainn]

Golarion calls...
Come, protestants of the 4!
It's Pathfinder time.

[Cosmo]

Haikus amuse me
but I should really get back
to the CS board.

[Dazylar]

Snorter wrote:

Silly Fayne sleeping,

In a bar-room brawl.
Into the dog-pit with you!

get your 4d6 ready for tomorrow's game, Matt!

DM making fun

Just wait until he gets out
NPCs will die

or

There goes my concept
Should not have picked a portrait
Play a fighter now

finally

Luck will play it's part
Has been really crap til now
Will save must be good

[Snorter]

Going off to bed,
Still feeling like crap.
Hope Thursday's game not too loud.

[Malakai Templeton]

Snorter wrote:

Going off to bed,

Still feeling like crap.
Hope Thursday's game not too loud.

Get your game head on snorter we will rule the feral dog

[Wicht]

Crimson on the rock.
Goblins in the dark distance.
Will we live to fight?

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dark red eyes glowing
she softly slithers past me
a stone forever

[Set]

Wicht wrote:

dark red eyes glowing

she softly slithers past me
a stone forever

That one's hot. Awesome!

[Heathansson]

swish, the luminum bat
chock, the crack, the kobold's head,
flying across the deep chasm.

[Wicht]

Set wrote:

Wicht wrote:

dark red eyes glowing

she softly slithers past me
a stone forever

That one's hot. Awesome!

Thanks!

[Dazylar]

Snorter wrote:

Going off to bed,

Still feeling like crap.
Hope Thursday's game not too loud.

Stop writing Haiku

Answer my mailed questions please
And all will be well

[Snorter]

Malakai Templeton wrote:

Get your game head on snorter we will rule the feral dog

You do not seem to

Have the hang of this
Haiku business yet, have you?

[Malakai Templeton]

Snorter wrote:

Malakai Templeton wrote:

Get your game head on snorter we will rule the feral dog

You do not seem to

Have the hang of this
Haiku business yet, have you?

im int 6 give me a break or i will smite you

[Snorter]

It is seventeen
Syllables in all.
Not fourteen, or twelve.
You see?

[Malakai Templeton]

oh ok so if i say
shut your pie hole
or i smite thee
or maybe three

[Wicht]

Wyrm
scarlet scales on gold
ancient power threatens death
his breath like sulphur

[Wicht]

Fool Took!
tic, tac, into black
falls the little round pebble
we wake sleeping foes

[Madgael]

New bugbear strangler
looks like it was sculpted by
a four year old child.

[Heathansson]

what's this gelid thing
jellyfish levitating
oh, a f#$$ing flumph.

[underling]

malformed face leering
it tries to fix its new toy
ogrekin slew me

[Snorter]

Fayne in the dog-pit
Somehow still alive.
The dogs all have rubber teeth.

[Dazylar]

Snorter wrote:

Fayne in the dog-pit

Somehow still alive.
The dogs all have rubber teeth.

Fayne victorious!

The mage has no spells to cast
My fist, his teeth, pow!

[Snorter]

Matt Devney wrote:

Fayne victorious!

The mage has no spells to cast
My fist, his teeth, pow!

Fate will deal with those

Who viciously take the law
Into their own hands.

[Patrick Curtin]

My fingers fly fast
Concepts from my fevered brain
Splash across the screen

[baron arem heshvaun]

Flame wars are pointless
To each his own edition
Succubi are fiends

[underling]

Grognards recall lore
from D&D's musty tomes
Do you know your THAC0?

[Heathansson]

little 3.5
cherry blossoms are falling
where's my katana?

[Ubermench]

Zombies chase prey down
scared people running in fear
crunching sound, darkness

[Heathansson]

funny funny flumph
floating around, here and there,
spring is surely near.

[Ubermench]

Four-way perspective
Eight races, seven classes
Endless fun for all

[Patrick Curtin]

Looking at screen now
All the resources I use
I miss my notebook

[Renrut Werdna-Bizzaro]

Ho! Red-Hair cried out--
wearing skintight clothes each day;
white is for summer.

[Patrick Curtin]

Waiting for August to come
Ho Mister Mailman
Have my core rules arrived yet?

[Dragonborn3]

Hello friend Patrick
Curtin of the million
Aliases. Bye.

[Patrick Curtin]

Greetings dragonborn of thread
Third of noble line
Time to get some shuteye now :)

[Dragonborn3]

Goodnight blue monkey
On some strange man's right shoulder
Dream of bananas.

[Vattnisse]

Fire blossoms red
goblin screams; runty moron
should not have huffed gas

[The Jade]

The Jade wrote:

Ashen moon climbs high

We sink unseen, skulk the lair
There! The silver's egg!

Rogue lifts ear to night

Raking hush of leathern stroke
Mother returns! Hide!

Epic poem/Haiku in its mediocre nascence?

[Dragonborn3]

A dragon flies up,
Soaring through the skies he looks
For something to burn.

Adventurers see,
This glorious beast of flame
They try to kill him.

They just make him mad,
as their puny weapons bounce
of his bright red scales.

A swipe of his tail
and adventurers fly
without a spell cast.

Again he flies up,
Soaring through the skies he looks
For some more to burn.

[Adam Daigle]

Forever the fool
Its tentacled underside
Conceals poison spikes

[Mairkurion {tm}]

Cicadas buzzing
Wife reclines silently by
Half-Blood Prince unseen

[Xuttah]

Clawed feet on wet stone
Kobold hunters are coming
Red eyes bring swift death

or a slight variant

Clawed feet on wet stone
Kobold hunters are coming
Red eyes in the dark

or

GAH! My spine! It hurts!
Rocks fall, everybody dies.
Should have checked for traps.

[Celestial Healer]

Mischievous cleric.
He will save your life one day
Unless he hates you.

Celestial Healer:
Full of snarkiness and sass.
Lawful Good, my ass.

[zylphryx]

Little goblins sit
Waiting for adventurers
To come and kill them

Silver moon rises
Glowing disc, symbol of change
The lycanthrope howls

Big pile of treasure
Sits there, deadly temptation
The dragon watches

[Lipto the Shiv]

Two dozen kobolds.
I gain the initiative.
FIREBALL, BEEYATCH!

I swing my broadsword
at the great wyrm red dragon.
Crap! I rolled a 1!

The monsters are slain,
our knapsacks laden with loot.
Quick! To the tavern!

The DM curses
after rolling for treasure.
Music to my ears.