Since Hunters have plenty of alone time. I am Hunter. My mantra: Inhale. Hold. Squeeze. Pink mist. All I need is a new frontier or a desolate plain/ And watch my ferocious ways be exposed as explosive rage/ Hidden under cloak and cowl with pride/ With this Gunslinger and sniper rifle , what do I have to hide/ I'm conducting symphonies of Fallen casualties casually/ I'll orchestrate this masterpiece into their catastrophe/ Alone I proceed into alien property / Prismatic images propel and possibly/ Provide paints and pastels for Picasso's philosophies/ ... I digress because prior to this point I was still an anomaly. Back to work. Enemies still exist/ Inhale. Hold. Squeeze. Pink mist

Ok lets try this... To all my guardians waiting long Darkness comes fast and strong With your complaints and forum hate I still believe this game is great And september feels too far away To kick some ass and make them pay Warlock, Titan and Hunter unite And take us back to the light Lets kill all Fallen and set us free Till we meet again, dancing in PvP

A dreg poem I will born to die I will fall with one bullet My head will dissapear in the blink of an eye I surrender to guardians level 1 My lilfe sucks

Nice poem, inspired me to take a shot. Oh guardians a moment please? A question to keep the people at ease? Hunter how will you defend our house? With tricks and silence like a mouse. Warlock how will you defend our land? With wisdom and magic as old as sand Titan how will you hold the wall? With armor and a will that will never fall. Guardians why do you fight? We fight to reclaim all in sight, To prove again the city's might.

Poem: hunters have a gun that glows gold in the night while titans have fists that explode in the fight and when you look on your right the warlocks stand there with a ball of light.[spoiler]"and when you look on your right" part is on the character class selection screen the warlock class is on the right.[/spoiler]

good stuff.

Thought of another: I asked a Titan with confidence in my voice, What it took to make a good choice He said he once chose to fight with warlocks. That wisdom was the best way to beat an enemy, a mock. The hive they fought with victory sought But a return of both parties was nought. He said he once fought with Hunters. That greed helped their skill to kill monsters. Fallen they did fight to prove their might, Now the Hunters were lost to the night. The Titan then said they were good friends to the end. Said that he would honer them all with a revenge that would not bend. Then he asked me if I had a hand to lend. With challenges to death, all guardians send.

I am a Hunter. A few days ago my fire team and I went on a strike. Along the way our Titan snapped the trigger of his rifle in the middle of fighting the Hive. We learned then that a Titan's strength has its draw backs, and field repairing a trigger is quite a difficult and troubling task. When we came across a nest, I suggested to go around it. The Warlock began to walk straight into the nest, alone. When he returned his gloves were still smoking, and of the Fallen, nothing had remained. We had finally reached the Devil's Lair. At that moment a dust storm then erupted across the entire planet. I knew this was my chance to move in stealthily. If the enemy flees, I will hunt him down. If they retaliate, I re-position, speed is my weapon. These guardians, are the most fearsome, powerful, unyielding warriors I have ever worked with. But, although I may not have the raw power, I too am a monster. [u]HUNTER's POEM[/u] [spoiler]In the birth of the universe the sun shined away the Darkness, paving way for the beginning of all life. Now, my light is the light of the sun. And burning in the Darkness, I will reclaim what they have forsakened. My boot prints mark the edge of civilization. My sniper rings as a warning to all. My cloak shrouds the innocent from the horrors of what must be done. I do not stand my ground like the Titans. I do not study the the secrets of the universe like the Warlocks. I keep moving. I study only my enemies on the battlefield. A Titan will fight until his last breath. A Warlock will place knowledge and curiosity above all else. But I... I will survive, for I am a Hunter. I, alone, am the pack. An army, an armada, a force unto itself. Standing in the fire until there is nothing left to burn away. I live, I fight, I survive in the shadows. I am the light in the Darkness. I am a Hunter.[/spoiler]

Roses are red Violets are blue once my super is charged i put a golden bullet in you [spoiler]Hunter poem[/spoiler]

Warlock Poem: Holy shit, I just shot a purple thing and killed a bunch of people. Titan Poem: -blam!- you, I'm big and I can punch you with lightning. Hunter Poem: Well shit, better make the the most of what I've -blam!-ing got.

That's some good stuff yah got there mate. Check the spoiler for my wall of text that I'm quite proud of. [spoiler]Titans, Hunters, Warlocks, all ye gathered here by the Ghosts. Stand tall, stand proud, together we may all bask together in the Light. Titans, so proud, they have faced the hordes of the Darkness undaunted. An unbreakable bulwark standing eternally between humanity and it's collapse. Many of you have stood arm in arm against overwhelming odds. Many of you have choked tears at the sight of your fallen brothers and sisters. Many of you have risen, with righteous fury purging your veins of all hesitation, and plunged into the gap to tear asunder the scum that seek our end. Never forget your fallen, but never stop charging forward, that is what it means to be a Titan. Hunters, so stoic, they have ventured out of the safety of civilization to take back our lost worlds. A tireless pack that hounds the Darkness at every turn, your very existence is an effort to end the lives of humanities foes. Many of you have trudged miles through unbroken wastes, searching for that single moment when a single bullet can change the tides of an entire war. Many of you have held your breath, choked back your fear, and plunged your blade into the hearts of your prey. Many of you have died, alone with no one to mourn you, but fear not for you shall never be forgotten. Never hesitate for these foes won't think twice about ending your life, to hunt, to kill, to maim, without ever being seen, that is what it means to be a Hunter. Warlocks, so wise, they have spent countless hours studying the secrets of the Traveler and it's Light. An unnatural force, bristling with barely restrained power, a power to banish the Darkness in its entirety. Many of you have devoted your lives trying to understand the Light so that all of us may better wield its power. Many of you have forced aside your scholarly ways and taken up arms to put your research to work, to prove your theories and to validate all your efforts. Many of you have fallen softly into the warm embrace of the Traveler's eternal light, still smiling, as your greatest work burns away the Darkness and inspires a new generation to take up the mantles of researcher and warrior. To hunt endlessly for the truth within the Traveler's Light, to sacrifice your life for the sake of your research, to brave the gravest dangers and to prevail against the greatest trials in the pursuit of knowledge, that is what it means to be a Warlock. Guardians all, so courageous. You inspire hope in all those who gaze upon you. Your Light is a guiding star for those nearly lost to the Darkness. Your eternal struggle shall never be forgotten. Each of you are strong beyond measure. But never forget, it is when you come together that you burn the brightest.[/spoiler]

I downed their Shanks. And killed the Dregs. Made short work of Vandals. Gave their Captain a golden bullet to the head. I waged war with the hive. Took down Acolytes, Wizards and Knights. Destroyed a Devil Walker. Went toe to toe with Sepiks Prime. They came in swarms. They caged me in. I eventually found a battle I could not win. In Old Russia I was slain. ... But it was not to be my final resting place. After eons of rot and decay. The ghost came. And relit my light like a phoenix flame. And on September ninth. My hunt begins anew. I will liberate the Earth. Then move onto the moon. Explore the Halls of Wisdom and the Temple of Crota Kill the Hallowed Knights, Shriekers and an Ogre or two. And to all the fallen on Mars and Venus. ...next I'm coming for you.

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alrighty then nice poems <3