Since the topic has dropped off the radar, I feel it appropriate to post my very special poem for Strikers right here. Hope you enjoy it: IT'S A STRIKER'S LIFE! [i]I am a Titan, Striker type, with muscles strong and large My beefy frame is just ideal for doing shoulder charge. I look around the battlefield and find you on my tracker, And then I run, and when I'm done, I've crushed you like a cracker. The warlocks think I'm pretty dumb, with microscopic brain, But you won't care what I got up there when I hit you like a train. And if my shoulder charge should miss, I will not be afraid: My fist is charged with lightning, and I have a shock grenade. But shoulder charging's what I like, while racing swift and frantic; I like it even better than my awesome Fist of Panic. My other tricks have to recharge, I can't use them at will. But shoulder charge will never fail to score a gruesome kill! I love to shoulder charge the Fallen I'll send them home to mommies bawlin' It's fun to shoulder charge the Hive They'll crap a brick when I arrive (And probably will not survive) I like to shoulder charge the Vex, And pulverize their skinny necks I could just charge Cabal all night, And send them soaring like a kite (A very painful one-way flight) If you said I like charging Taken, You certainly are not mistaken What joy to shoulder charge a Splicer There is simply nothing nicer (And nothing else that rhymes with Splicer) I'll shoulder charge those who defend, In Crucible, I'm not their friend. That Sunbreaker will have no chance, I'll knock him all the way to France. (And then I'll do a silly dance) I'll shoulder charge each fool who hunts They're silly, skinny, whiny runts. And warlocks, they will cry and scream When I come running at full steam (Then teabag them with eyes agleam) I have my trusty shotgun here, I'll blast your face or sock it. Or maybe I'll just light you up with my Dead Orbit rocket I'll sear you with electric light, or hit you like a barge, Life's always good for Strikers who use the shoulder charge![/i]