Quaiku: haiku about Quake

Submit your Quake Haiku HERE!  But PLEASE, read the below instructions first. Click here for each month’s best haiku, as determined by me.

What is Haiku?
Haiku is an ancient Japanese poetry style that was frequently used to bring the beauty of nature into a precise, simple form. Each haiku consists of three lines. The first line has five syllables; the second line has seven; and the third line has five again. Haiku was revived in the 1960’s by drug-using, free-thinking, nature-loving, Illuminati-conspiring hippies, but died with the arrival of disco. Recently, haiku has found a place on the Internet, often used as a form of personal expression, be it about SPAM and Olestra (e.g., the Spam Haiku page), or everyone’s favorite 3D frag-fest, Quake. Thus arose the spectacle of the Quaiku.

Ok, What are Quaiku?
Quaiku are haiku with any aspect of Quake as the focus. Some topics include CTF, getting fragged, Quake addiction, and even single-player Quake. In the frame at left are the most recent haiku I’ve received; here is a sample Quaiku to get you started.

– Squish/crunch, my body
– I can see the floor rising
– I’ve been fragged again!
—- Dragoon

The Quake Haiku page was originally created by Dragoon, but he grew weary of the maintenance and thus passed the duties on to me, Maelstrom. Send me your Quaiku and I will publish them in the frame at left! Please remember the following: Quaiku must

• have three lines of five, seven, and five syllables each, respectively; and
• be about Quake in some way.

Anonymous Quaiku are fine, if you don’t want to be identified, just say so and I’ll leave your name off the Quaiku. Otherwise, specify your nickname and I’ll add that on to the end, or, if you’re really feeling friendly, give me your e-mail address too, and I’ll add that. Remember, if you don’t specify a nickname or e-mail address, the haiku WILL be posted anonymously.

February, 1999:

– I’ll beat your butt blue
– dude, I have a frag or two
– Do you want to see?
—- 420kid

– 4:20, you know
– Quake slows down, seems more real
– Deep experience
—- Mobius Trip

– Arena pickup
– Last guy left; they pack hunt me
– Rocket infusion
—- Mobius Trip

– grasp the mouse tightly
– love at first sight, soon blurring
– bloodshot, six o’clock
—- LMFprophecy

– was the champion
– one too many frags, too late
– what have I become?
—- LMFnodeprohecy

– TNT Drivers?
– Linux? Lacking. ‘doze? Buggy.
– Play. Kill. Crash. Reboot.
—- Therac-25

– Q3 Arena
– Screenshots and preview movies…
– Goosebumps! Bring it on!
—- Mobius Trip

– Five, Four, Three, Two, One
– Adrenaline overflows!
– RA2 kicks ass!
—- Mobius Trip

– Please don’t choose that map
– q2dm1 again
– Bring on q3test
—- Salt

– Take the damn strength rune
– I’ll simply find the resist
– Now it’s down to skill
—- Salt

– Really must get sleep
– Definitely the last round
– OK just one more
—- Salt

– “My mouse is broken”
– I suspect you leave it so
– Same excuse next time
—- Salt

– Heart starts beating fast
– Fraglimit is approaching
– Damn phonejack icon
—- Salt

– “Rails only” they say
– I frag them with hand grenades
– “WTF?” they say
—- Salt

– BFG is lame
– I hear them all chant again
– Whining is more lame
—- Salt

– Constant turning speed
– I’m running rings around you
– Learn to use the mouse
—- Salt

– Out of the crawlway
– Huge expanse, my God, the sun
– You are Unreal
—- Iceblink

– First, nothing but bright
– shining light too bright to see
– gl_polyblend.
—- /R/ Toast

– Chunks of red and brown
– Entrails and grey matter
– I need more ammo
—- Iceblink

– cold fingers outstretched
– hoping for deliverance
– a corpse waits in vain
—- Psychofarmer

– sanguine reminder
– silently proclaiming death
– a brief epitaph
—- Psychofarmer

– True disappointment
– You should have stayed pure Game Spy
– Quake exclusiveness
—- Nechaboi

– I just tried quakeworld,
– rocket, dead. rocket, dead. dead.
– reinstalled quake 2
—- gLEEP

– seeking my safety
– heat evaporates my blood
– base taken by reds
—- Nechaboi

– Uphill battle pong
– Balls in our base: spawn and die
– Spawn and die again
—- Mobius Trip

– run flagboy, then jump
– funny swing by your grapple
– caught, rail, you explode
—- hicks

– With so much quaiku
– Do you have time to play quake
– Therac-25?
—- Anonymous

– how deadly am I?
– well, to be honest, very!
– …when my ping is good.

– volumes of entries
– acres of haiku pablum
– moderation, dude.
—- `spackle

– Damn! I got fragged hard!
– Campers screwing me over,
– Sights on his head, BOOM!!!
—- Sniper_Wiper

– silently weeping
– gore streaming from tearful eyes
– washing life away
—- Psychofarmer

– we kill for false hope
– we die for empty honor
– we fight for no cause
—- Psychofarmer

– Deadly balls of light
– Green beams seeking death from it
– Hated BFG
—- Therac-25

– Blue trails pierce the air
– Slugs criscross the battlefield
– The One True Railgun
—- Therac-25

– Flying bird of death
– Life, death in a ball of flame.
– God’s Rocket Launcher
—- Therac-25

– Yeah, baby! Eat this!
– Barrage of lead in the face
– Super Shotgun! Rock!
—- Therac-25

– Annoying grey bites
– Virtually useless arm
– Shotgun is a toy
—- Therac-25

– Endless stream of lead
– Slowly, but surely, you die
– Machinegun kicks ass.
—- Therac-25

– Capsules of death bounce
– Off the ground, into your face.
– Grenade Launcher love.
—- Therac-25

– Grey smoke — Lead impacts
– Tearing opponents to bits.
– Chaingun dominates.
—- Therac-25

– Pinpricks of yellow,
– Death comes to the worthless ones
– A Blaster kill. Rare.
—- Therac-25

– Yellow bolts hit me
– Lag increases; Death abounds.
– Damn Hyperblaster
—- Therac-25

– A small, dense killer.
– Depleted Uranium,
– Surrounded by Blue.
—- Therac-25

– The wheel of life turns
– Life becomes Death becomes Life
– (Helped out by rockets)
—- Therac-25

– Void becomes a rail
– Blue fire through an empty mind
– Death does not disturb
—- Therac-25

– Large spinning death trap
– Rail and Quad join together
– Q2DM5
—- Therac-25

– BFG axis.
– I rail at them from the nest.
– Q2DM4
—- Therac-25

– I hide above them.
– Pent protects me. But not them.
– Q2DM3
—- Therac-25

– I fire down. Rockets.
– Grenades down the lift’s shaft. Hit!
– Q2DM2
—- Therac-25

– Wind blows through my hair.
– Above them all, on the ledge.
– Q2DM1
—- Therac-25

– On Defense, I am.
– A trio of red soldiers.
– Multitude of gibs.
—- Therac-25

– Quiet, I climb down.
– The BFG above me.
– Here he comes! He dies…
—- Therac-25

– Doom. Old school deathmatch.
– Demons from hell. Stoic grunt.
– The daddy of all.
—- Therac-25

– Quake 3. Goth is back.
– Plasma and flames. Not yet seen.
– Death arenas all.
—- Therac-25

– Quake. Brown, stable earth.
– Lightning heats the air. Nails pierce.
– Death permeates all.
—- Therac-25

– I stand guard. Waiting.
– Red pixels move far away.
– My blue trails still them.
—- Therac-25

– Run, dodge, fire, kill, move
– I approach Red’s base. No guards!
– Or so I thought. Pain….
—- Therac-25

– Flutes drift on the wind
– Railgun trails pierce the still air
– Red gibs fall softly
—- Therac-25

– I dodge deadly nails
– Climb, fire, jump – I’m nearly there
– Worship the RL
—- Therac-25

– Red grunt stole my flag
– I rape his ass with Blue fire
– I have my flag back
—- Therac-25

– Strife lays before me
– Demons and friends battle there
– I ready my slugs
—- Therac-25

– Still, like a dead tree
– Slammed from behind, he explodes
– One should not not move
—- Therac-25

– She does not grok Quake
– In bed? Wonderful! In Quake?
– She shakes her head. Leaves.
—- Therac-25

– Bells chime in the wind.
– Rockets fly past. All is calm.
– A fountain of blood.
—- Therac-25

– Quake: A ballet of
– Light and dark. Murder and blood.
– I don’t want to leave
—- Therac-25

– Oh? What Quake player
– Does not know his ammo’s home?
– He will not last long
—- Therac-25

– constant, rumbling bee
– a messenger, bound in light
– quick, flaming embrace
—- `spackle

– Below me — fools run
– I lob my pineapples down
– I love fruit salad
—- Therac-25

– I see pixels move
– Zoom in — railed the camper
– Pixels move no more
—- Therac-25

– hushed breaths in darkness
– temporary sanity
– momentary peace
—- Psychofarmer

– lead tears through his chest
– blood spatters on the cold walls
– his heart is broken
—- Psychofarmer

– once, they walked proudly
– only faint shadows remain
– of fallen comrades
—- Psychofarmer

– bright lightning flashes
– thunder rolls in the distance
– soft rains tell of death
—- Psychofarmer

– Wait zone, RA2
– Take the time to look at you
– Ponder who you are
—- Mobius Trip

– It is five A.M.
– She: sleeping; Me; headphones on
– Play just one more round
—- Mobius Trip

– A gib falls, silent
– It’s source. Where? One of many
– More gibs fall. Red rain.
—- Therac-25

– The air says nothing
– Silent, it is, and deadly
– I know not his place
—- Therac-25

– He is not yet dead
– A challenging foe, this one
– I hope I will win
—- Therac-25

– hidden above, calm
– another hole in your head?
– my rifle says so.
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– try it once, you’ll see
– you launch a rocket or two
– Quake will become you.
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– pipebombs in a clump
– circling the flag, I wait
– no one leaves alive
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– swimming for your life
– you mock me with your weapon
– accept my discharge
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– damn! you’re still alive?
– your aim, better than the best…
– stupid stupid bots
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– threads of iceblue fire
– needle with an empty eye
– a gentle spiral
—- `spackle

– alone, still, i wait
– another shall soon enter
– the arena bleeds
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– Shuffling in the dark
– Somewhere close, smoke drifts on wind
– A shambler is near
—- Therac-25

– Why do we suffer?
– So we can survive to kill.
– Is it worth it? Yes.
—- Therac-25

– The foolish, running.
– I hear you! I hear you! Heh.
– They are taught with slugs.
—- Therac-25

– Finding my bearings,
– Down are lava and bridges.
– Death’s home – DM4.
—- Therac-25

– Yesterday, brown grunt.
– Today, a war torn couple.
– Tomorrow, what? Death…
—- Therac-25

– Super Shotgun rests
– in my palm. My grip tightens.
– Quad, strength rune spells fun.
—- Therac-25

– Mindless seas of red
– My brain is torn with the pain
– I live. He will not.
—- Therac-25

– Railgun at my side
– I pierce the Red infidels
– Gibs surround my flag
—- Therac-25

– Red railgun victim
– I, Blue soldier, rape them all
– They are all nothing
—- Therac-25

– I boot to Linux
– Quake graces the screen. Software?
– nVidia….. please…..
—- Therac-25

– The BFG held,
– I wait for my prey, coming
– I kill, scurry off.
—- Capt.Tarin

– My life is very odd,
– I like to play this Quake mod,
– It is CTF.
—- Capt.Tarin

– Geek, dork, names are some.
– Few see the killer inside,
– Welcome, now you die.
—- {RiNcE}[pLaT]

– It is unreal fun,
– Fire and freeze; lag is here now
– What is this crap code?
—- {RiNcE}[pLaT]

– I am the doctor,
– Ten grenades in my pocket,
– Catch my pill, feel death.
—- {RiNcE}[pLaT]

– I am the doctor,
– Medicine in my pocket,
– Your minds last thought: Gibs!
—- {RiNcE}[pLaT]

– Click! Klunk! Rocket load.
– I see you running, blood trails…
– Your mind’s last thought: Gibs!
—- {RiNcE}[pLaT]

– Fire on my target!
– The great mortor arcs skyward..
– Boom! Oops, was that you?
—- {RiNcE}[pLaT]

– Fear the Quake reaper.
– He hunts your digital soul.
– Now, and forever.
—- Doomzday[CyB]

– Pathetic Camper
– Insults and torment you face
– But return always
—- Doomzday[CyB]

– Climb up the tower
– See your back, you’re a camper
– One clean railgun shot
—- Mobius Trip

– Reincarnation
– Experience it again
– Here, let me help you
—- RocketRuss

– The sound we all dread:
– BFG charging nearby.
– Shoot quick, run, or die.
—- RocketRuss

– Super shotgun armed.
– Walk to newbie shooting me.
– Invulnerable.
—- RocketRuss

– Fragging all who chase,
– running backwards over bridge,
– lava knows me well.
—- RocketRuss

– Crouching, aiming. Launch!
– Pretty spirals ’round my head.
– He joins me in death.
—- RocketRuss

– Quake, death, gibs, blood, rails.
– What is good in life? They are.
– Bodies fall like rain
—- Therac-25

– I kill him, just right.
– My flag inches before his.
– Life is suffering.
—- Therac-25

– Up, up, up, he goes.
– And down come naught but his gibs.
– Quad and strength rune. Eight.
—- Therac-25

– Grenades and bullets
– Overcome each other. Death.
– The weapons are tools
—- Therac-25

– Fuck! A blaster kill!?!
– I find him. His skin, model.
– He will die. Oh, yes.
—- Therac-25

– My mouse, flexible
– I have more power than them
– 4 buttons kick ass
—- Therac-25

– Deadly and ancient
– Power fills the rune I grasp
– I make my team proud
—- Therac-25

– Railgun kills, peaceful
– Still pools of blood, warm and wet
– I need some more slugs
—- Therac-25

– Bloody gibs rain down
– Killing without disturbance
– A bloody gib falls
—- Therac-25

– Still. Movement is death.
– I remain quiet. And wait.
– He didn’t hear me.
—- Therac-25

– Coffee, coke. Caffine.
– My mind, still as a Strogg corpse.
– I kill without death.
—- Therac-25

– A rain of red gibs
– Colour my vision. Rejoice!
– The enemy dies
—- Therac-25

– From the dark caverns
– Railgun pierces the melee
– He will have his death
—- Therac-25

– Slugs and blaster bolts
– Illuminate this ballet
– Death dances with us
—- Therac-25

– I creep silently
– Over the bridge. DM3.
– BZZZT! Water lightning.
—- Therac-25

– Count on my fingers
– Quake! Five, and maybe seven
– Count the syllables
—- Therac-25

– Bloody sacrifice
– In every kill, God takes part
– I am his chosen
—- Therac-25

– Crouching, quietly
– Moving, glacial but silent
– He never saw me

– A leaf floats away.
– The air is still, the smoke clears.
– Bodies everywhere.
—- Therac-25

– so, railgun only.
– but then, this is lithium.
– laser hook your face
—- gLEEP

– high ping, TNT.
– slow, low rez, ISDN.
– I die, either way.
—- gLEEP

– “Your flag is taken”
– Pipebombs laid out encircling
– detpipe: flag is lost
—- [TL]Jolter

– You yell “damn camper!”
– Then you rail me on the ledge,
– And you do the same.
—- gLEEP

– Spawned in the chaos,
– My blaster is all I have.
– Charge into the fray.
—- gLEEP

– I near my home base.
– Suddenly I’m dead again.
– That rocket amp whore.
—- ^PMS

– I possess the flag.
– Move to the fucking right, bitch.
– Teammate gets me killed.
—- ^PMS

– The rail leaves a trail.
– I find the sniper quickly.
– Eat uranium.
—- ^PMS

– They whine a bit more,
– I shall show them no mercy,
– Hot green plasma death!
—- ^PMS

– Warm green plasma ball.
– We all know it moves too slow.
– Scorch them, laser beams!
—- ^PMS

– Running for the flag
– The growl echoes through the halls
– I die, curse this lag
—- [TL]Jolter

– Why can’t I hit you?
– My railgun fires at your chest,
– ARRGH! DIE ALREADY!
—- gLEEP

– Throw in 3d card
– Graphic Acceleration
– The world comes alive
—- Mobius Trip

– Silence. Me, alone.
– I find my arms. BFG!
– The walls are soon red.
—- Therac-25

– Standing silently
– Looking over the slaughter
– With my BFG
—- Therac-25

– Hooray, Quake Haiku
– It’s been a long time for you
– Where have you been guys?
—- Foozmelon

– rail guns rock balls roll
– teammates in the way must go
– no good my score drops
—- Nechaboi

– the girlfriend went home
– boot it up prepare to die
– when she knows she whines
—- Nechaboi

– Air rushes by me
– I am propelled through the tubes
– I prepare to land
—- Therac-25

– The heat of lava
– Life here in the mines is hard
– Death is not easy
—- Therac-25

– The wind in my face
– Alone, above everything
– I await my prey
—- Therac-25

– a clear bell sounding
– slugs and rockets dance, and kill
– the bell fades, returns
—- Therac-25

– The rocket flies straight
– Gracefully coasting away
– Into that loser
—- Therac-25

– Fate flows through me and
– Away, only to return
– In the form of death.
—- Therac-25

– The Master waits, calm
– He gibs without disruption
– He is one with death
—- Therac-25

– Waking, death nearby
– 7 Strogg, confused and lost
– They have found peace now
—- Therac-25

– Death pierces the dark
– Blue trails erupt from nothing
– Gibs arc silently
—- Therac-25

– The silent mine shaft
– Machinery grinds away
– Alone, I survive
—- Therac-25

– Here we stand. Blue team.
– The countdown begins. We move.
– Red soldiers, red gibs.
—- Therac-25

– Bitch, whine, bitch, whine, bitch.
– I ram a rocket up the
– ass of the whiner.
—- Therac-25

– Goddamnit, why me!?!
– Why must I suffer from lag?
– Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
—- Therac-25

– Die, die, die! I kill!
– Blow him into bloody chunks!
– God, I love killing!
—- Therac-25

– like planets align,
– three marines converge to meet
– my one lucky rail.
—- metlslime

– My mouse in my left
– South Paw they call me, BANG BANG
– I will kill them all
—- Dr. 0ctag0n

– Aware, awake. Cold.
– Like newly formed ice, he waits.
– Kills with the blue trails.
—- Therac-25

– Sleeping, he must be.
– I slaughter him so often.
– He will learn. Maybe.
—- Therac-25

– The horror! The pain!
– To have come this far and die.
– Damn you, packet loss!
—- Therac-25

– I snipe from the ledge
– Picking them off, one by one
– I love the railgun.
—- Therac-25

– Waiting, mind alert.
– She rounds the corner. Railgun!
– I dodge the blue smoke.
—- Therac-25

– Silently, I move.
– He runs, naive and careless.
– I bathe in his blood.
—- Therac-25

– Zoomed in, I observe
– His skin is really quite cool.
– I prefer gibs, though.
—- Therac-25

– The lag freezes you
– Running in place for a time
– You’re phone jack’d, then dead
—- VK-Godzilla

– The growling brings me,
– The tunnel empties out, Damn!
– Shambler chow I am.
—- DasH[POM]

– you fire behind me
– nuh uh, a present for you
– a blue rain of hell
—- NotoriousR.A.Y.

– The railgun cycles
– All see the blue streak of doom
– A slug goes through me
—- BlakHawc[NyA]

– Team is down two flags…
– Silent desperation, as
– sniper guards the quad.
—- Vurt

– OMG! No way!
– No man could have made that shot!
– Thresh clone or z-bot.
—- Dung

– My shiny railgun
– With it I am quite a fiend
– I hear them all scream
—- Dr. Worm

– Cursed LPBs
– We’ll see who the badass is
– Cable comes next week
—- Dung

– wind softly whispers
– stirs the ashen residue
– an ode to the dead
—- Psychofarmer

– Demons within me
– drive me on my foolish quest
– to be the master
—- Psychofarmer

– Glowing blue aura
– Might makes right by magic rune
– A tempest of gibs
—- Psychofarmer

– Feel my sweet hot love
– as it tears you asunder
– Rocket sodomy
—- Psychofarmer

– Railgun in my hand
– Camping atop the blue base
– He who spawns will die
—- LowFuel

– The blue light so bright,
– Taunting me, beckoning me,
– With quad I erase
—- Dope

– You strafe, hopelessly
– Splash damage all inside you
– Then I ask, “Got quad?”
—- NeoSoleil

– Curse these sticky walls!
– John! Did you smoke crack before
– coding 3.15?
—- ShadowSpawn

– Jumping sometimes works
– But will not always save you
– Even frogs get gibbed
—- SkyWarrior

– How many Haiku
– Have I wasted my time with?
– Ah, well – it is fun.
—- Therac-25

– Evil man up high
– Stop your evil doing now
– Or I frag your ass
—- Frost

– A mouse, deadly thing.
– If not cleaned, becomes useless.
– Frags will slip from you.
—- Therac-25

– Awake; thanks caffine.
– Butt cheeks become numb, eyes hurt.
– I enjoy the pain.
—- Therac-25

– Moving quietly
– I cover his rear. KA-SPLOTCH!
– Railgun enema.
—- Therac-25

– Alert and aware.
– I creep through the caves. KA-BOOM!
– I heard his footsteps.
—- Therac-25

– I grasp the railgun.
– One, two, three – they all fall down.
– Small fountains of blood.
—- Therac-25

– I stand here alone.
– Wind carries the sounds of death
– with it. I follow.
—- Therac-25

– Higher and higher
– I am thrown into the air
– His gibs fly past me
—- Therac-25

– I pour over hype
– I download all the screenshots
– Quake 3 where are you?
—- Therac-25

– i stand by the quad
– waiting… rocket launcher has
– respawned… here we go…
—- Therac-25

– Snipers in the fort
– Send their bullet sprays at me
– Torch them from behind
—- Jolter

– Almighty strength rune
– Blue glow of raw energy
– I will take the flag
—- Iceblink

– His head turns away
– Take a step, lower the aim
– His head has a hole
—- Iceblink

– Into the chaos
– Green light and cries for mercy
– The floor is death red
—- Iceblink

– Man on the sidewalk
– Perhaps no one really cares
– He is but one death
—- sphinx

– Someone got the quad
– Now they’re dropping rockets here
– Should have stayed in bed
—- Maelstrom

 

January, 1998:

– silly ducking man
– he fires rockets past my legs
– die by my blaster
—- metal_slime

– I have no weapons
– I’m killed by the prick’s shotgun
– Damn you, O blaster

– The blood from my gun
– Forms a great fountain of red
– Splash! I go swimming
—- Dalmuti

– The modem is dead.
– I got fragged at every breath.
– Just let me live, please?
—- GiB

– Is that your blood sir?
– Right on my nice clean boot sir?
– I kicked your ass, sir.
—- GiB

– BANG! BANG! BANG! He shoots
– I get fragged, one, two, three times,
– Give me a Shotgun
—- GiB

– Bitch got the railgun
– Bitch kill without compasion
– I fuck her with cells
—- Dalmuti

– IT CHASES ME DOWN
– FRAGGED BY THE CURVY ROCKET
– THERE IS NO ESCAPE
—- Blitzkrieg

– “Blah blah talk talk talk”
– Maybe you should bind T “kill”
– “OK, what’s that do?”
—- RepoMan

– How I love thee, rail
– In Outer Courts, oh so high
– Sniper’s blood rains down
—- RepoMan

– A cool clime conceals
– Fetid remains of the day
– A lone moth alights
—- Mothman

– Shadowy victor
– Wrapped in the cloak of Odin
– Eyes aglow–a smile
—- Mothman

– Frags, frags, everywhere.
– None belong to me, damn lag
– I hate my modem.
—- Zorrax

– The sniper sits still
– His body hidden by dark
– Boom! The bastard dies
—- Dalmuti

– The roar in my ears
– Oh, a rocket do I hear
– My gore covers him
—- Dalmuti

– With 10 health I run
– Bzzt, Boom, into the lava
– Damn you Manowar!
—- BookerT-[MOP]

– Run Down The Bodies
– See Them Come Apart with Quad
– Quake Oh Quake My Liege
—- quadfather

– Working Next Morning
– I Find I Want To Frag Krull
– One More Time For Laughs
—- Fascist Pig

– Death By Fascist Pig
– Is Not So Unusual
– When You Can Not Aim
—- Fascist Pig

– Frag! Frag! Frag! Frag! Frag!
– None left To Slay? Wait… Respawn,
– Frag! Frag! Frag! Frag! Frag!
—- Fascist Pig

– Feel Shotgun Blast Back
– Spin Fast With Rocket Attack
– See Krull Eat My Flak!
—- Fascist Pig

– Look upon my face,
– That vision of terror will,
– be your very last.
—- GiB

– Your puny weapons
– melt at the sight of my cool
– BFG 10K
—- GiB

– You dare face me now?
– Your incompetence will be
– Your greatest downfall

– He strode through the gates
– His Rocket Launcher in hand
– Ready to conquer
—- GiB

– Come to me, children
– I have more pineapples than
– Carmen Miranda
—- road_kill

– You chop and chop so
– pretty. Such a shame I must
– dispatch you with bombs.
—- road_kill

– Check his fancy skin!
– So long to make, so quickly
– unmade with our bombs.
—- road_kill

– camper’s back invites.
– I toggle rocket, l.g.
– so many weapons
—- road_kill

– in combat, two meet
– from desolation, a scream
– Mothman, I accept
—- `spackle

– CLINK, CLINK, BOOM, AND SAW
– THE SOUNDS OF MY NIGHTLY HUNT
– DELIGHT IN QUAKE’S RAGE
—- Blitzkrieg

– QUAD SPAWNS, I GROW STRONG
– THOSE WHO MOCKED NOW PAY DEARLY
– THEY CANNOT WITHSTAND
—- Blitzkrieg

– skins of naked chicks
– made by horny teenage pricks
– Grunt Skin: is my schtick
—- Twitch

– Wolfenstein, Doom, Doom
– Two, Quake, Quake Two, all that is
– left is Nirvana
—- Twitch

– I buy Quake first day,
– You got free-warez, don’t care eh?
– who? Everyone pays.
—- Psiclops

– When grenade ticks count
– down in your hand too long you
– hurt the one you love.
—- Psiclops

– half my paycheck for
– a new 3d card- good bye
– to lame software mode
—- Twitch

– my fourteen frag run
– you gotta love that as my
– chaingun goes blat blat
—- Twitch

– ready with chaingun
– and you have nowhere to run
– frag limit hit- damn
—- Twitch

– Backpack full of cells
– Packed room is full of llamas
– only have pistol
—- Twitch

– Quad hyperblaster
– everyone dying- they will
– do it in Texas
—- Twitch

– Nine health- run and hide
– found railgun now I am armed
– You die! Suck it down!
—- Twitch

– Perfect Ambush Site
– Engineer and Sentry Gun
– No one will get Through
—- 2N StilJav

– UNSTOPPABLE NOW
– SIMPLY WATCH THEM BLEED AND FALL
– IT IS BEAUTIFUL
—- Blitzkrieg

– I ONCE WAS NEWBIE
– NOW SEE THEM RUN FOR THEIR LIVES
– NO HOPE FOR MY PREY
—- Blitzkrieg

– o great god of ping
– please deliver me just once
– under two hundred
—- tequila23

– UNSEEN IN THE DEEP
– HIS MINIONS MOW US LIKE GRASS
– LORD QUAKE, OUR MASTER
—- Blitzkrieg

– PENTAGRAM NOW HAVE
– ALL RESISTANCE IS FUTILE
– I SHOW NO MERCY
—- Blitzkrieg

– scanner lights my path
– dance away from pyro but
– his rockets too big
—- line88

– flight to unbound sky
– sniper’s dot glows on face CRACK!
– gore showers on him
—- line88

– camping the rockets
– grenades bounce around corner
– BOOM! back to shotgun
—- line88

– death, a blink, rebirth
– screaming, again to the fray!
– this is heady wine
—- `spackle

– His jugular sprays
– I am covered with his blood
– Point blank with Chaingun
—- Skull ‘n’ Crossbones

– I am the dreaded
– Stalking them, soon I shall find
– Hunting for campers
—- Skull ‘n’ Crossbones

– Spack, o’ noblest foe
– Cowards pen whose swords are short
– Gauntlet smack for you.
—- Mothman

– To the fire I’m drawn
– Solitary soldier still
– He who camps is lost.
—- Mothman

– Millions of corpses
– Total genocide sated
– All because of Quake
—- Xeno

– Sweet pulp of humans
– Creeps and Cults of Doom and Quake
– Your fate is looming
—- {LM}Maehem

– The level changes
– Fingers twitch on the buttons –
– I await some more
—- The Camel

– Grapple with the wall
– Grapple with the guy who glows
– Grapple till I fall
—- 2N StilJav

– Love my computer
– Thirty five hundred dollars
– All just to play Quake
—- Skull ‘n’ Crossbones

– Sittin’ in my chair
– It’s Superfraggilicious
– Quakin’ all day long
—- Skull ‘n’ Crossbones

– Fragmenting my foes
– And trudge through the mire of Quake
– I am the hunter
—- Blitzkrieg

– Monster drops bleeding
– I run to slay my next foe
– I am become death
—- Blitzkrieg

– lone victor listens
– ten thousand souls’ silent roar
– paean of the fallen
—- `spackle

– PEDDLING BACKWARDS RUN
– THE SHAMBLER EVICERATES
– LO, CHAINGUN EMPTY
—- Blitzkrieg

– RAT TAT TAT TAT TAT
– MY CHAINGUN SINGS DESTRUCTION
– DEATH TO QUAKE’S MONSTERS
—- Blitzkrieg

– CHAINGUN BLASTS RAGING
– OGRE SAWS THEN SHAMBLER RIPS
– HEAD HITS FLOOR, EYES WIDE
—- Blitzkrieg

– My DetPak is set.
– I put you into orbit.
– Why did you not run?
—- Dagger

– metamorphosis
– i kill you, then you kill me
– then we both respawn
—- Xeno

– i dodge then i strike
– crimson chunks fly left and right
– one health left, i mock
—- Xeno

– Lagged by net traffic?
– From behind, I tap ‘detpipe’
– Your spam is my frag
—- jeeptrash

– my r.l. ready
– so is hers, we both splatter
– romantic as hell
—- tequila23

– Whoa! The thunderbolt!
– A big flash in the water.
– Where did my head go?
—- Maalox

– My only true love-
– It always understands me.
– Me and my chaingun.
—- Maalox

– A man in white falls.
– He rises and asks for more.
– I hate AOL.
—- maalox

– Gloating with low ping
– This time, LPB you die!
– Argh! Maybe next time…..
—- Ehud

– fingers unclenching
– facing unnatural light
– stark rage blossoming
—- `spackle

– Bleeding and crying.
– The newbie proclaims I cheat.
– Then drops, with no frags.
—- Xeno

– feel my wrath, weak one
– I am now your god, you see
– for I wield the axe
—- Xeno

– I gib you with quad
– it is just a game you think
– so why do you cry
—- Xeno

– A newbie dies slow
– Another drops with no frags.
– I feel like a god
—- Xeno

– I take your small pack.
– And thank you for your kind gift.
– Then return a shaft.
—- Xeno

– Blasting and fragging.
– I use up fifty rockets.
– Smile as quad respawns.
—- Xeno

– I stalk my weak prey.
– I hear the azure quad rage.
– Time to die, newbie!
—- Xeno

– A free frag I see.
– Newbie wearing shadow skin.
– Good bye little guy.
—- Xeno

– Free for all is dull.
– I Idle on IRC
– Wishing for a gib!
—- Xeno

– In a darkened room,
– I prepare to do that thing
– That I know best, kill.
—- Zorrax

– Rocket jumping up
– Ledge with quad and shaft gun. BOOM!
– Fall back in gib rain.
—- Zorrax

– Here, taste this rocket
– Garnished with my deep hatred
– Served from my blue glow
—- caesar4

– Throb, pulse, angst to catch
– the disease, my rival now
– metastasizing
—- DErAileD

– YOU! Heed my prayers:
– grant me decent fps
– so please give me RAM!
—- DErAileD

– Incarceration
– with the worst of any thing:
– Keyboarding Newbies
—- DErAileD

– Exit the level.
– Get back those negative scores.
– God, I hate lava.
—- 2N WISEGUY

– No more ammo here
– only my axe, one could say
– eat steel, LPB
—- Shambly Man

– I spy Quad Damage,
– Shining beautifully blue,
– and damn useful too.
—- Shambly Man

– I hate those campers
– their packs of rockets bulging
– Ha ha, so is mine
—- Shambly Man

– DEATH AWAITS US ALL
– I CHOOSE TO FACE IT STANDING
– CHEW ON MY BOOMSTICK
—- Spackle

– i fire my chain gun
– this sucks bad, I cannot move
– i saw him in half
—- liQuify

– unleash cattle prod
– damn lag puts me in water
– great shock therapy
—- Daemon

– I have quad damage
– The enemy approaches
– BOOM! Killed self again
—- OutKast

– My eyeballs pop out
– Like smooshed rotten brussel sprouts
– From my dead body.
—- JWales

– Quiet arena
– waiting for players again
– minutes are hours long
—- Zinc

– Green ball floating near
– I jump, and duck behind crates
– All the others die
—- The Camel

– Lonesome Quiet Call
– From the Darkness Within Me
– Lies the Void of Quake
—- Cyqo

– Maelstrom was our man
– Disgruntled haikuists’ hope
– Where’d that bastard go?
—- Mothman

– Jump, jumping, away
– I’ll get you another day
– When I have quad shaft!!!!!!
—- 3V3NF10W

– He, invincible
– Pentagram he possesses
– Sausage I become
—- Skull ‘n’ Crossbones

– roars striking my ears
– my fingers on the keyboard
– i am addicted
—- Mince

– 3 o’clock A.M.
– My wife, so lonely, she leaves
– Damn you John Carmack
—- joshlake

– I wait for respawn
– I hear blasts! Can they see me?
– I do not think so.
—- Assasin

February, 1998:

– Guard the tattered flag
– I shall kill all who approach
– This vestige of hope
—- Dalmuti

– strange ground, garish light
– bearing a standard not mine
– a hook twists the wind
—- `spackle

– I snipe from above
– My site centers on the fool
– Boom! No soup for you!
—- Dalmuti

– I jump off the ledge
– My ping sucks a dollar whore
– A rail through my head.
—- Dalmuti

– The blue advances
– They go for the pretty flag
– Die by my big gun.
—- Dalmuti

– Suprised LPB
– My shotgun goes BOOM! I laugh,
– She had BFG.
—- Coyote

– Yes! Quad BFG!
– Glowing ball freezes mid-air –
– Fate crashed the server.
—- Coyote

– Glowing blue terror!
– The sound, sweat runs down your back;
– Only Quad Blaster.
—- Coyote

– To clear out the room:
– Grenade Launcher and Haste Rune;
– Tink, tink. Boom boom boom.
—- Coyote

– No one likes a guard
– With my little shotgun arm
– I’ll kill the newbie.
—- Dalmuti

– Download CTF
– The blue flag looms before me
– Damn Blue! Ambush Sucks!
—- Dalmuti

– my rocket launcher,
– gibs dancing in bloody arcs.
– bwah ha ha ha ha…
—- The Camel

– Battle surrounds me
– I run to flee the terror
– Lava has no friends
—- Novacane

– Why are you glowing?
– How dare you laugh at my gun
– Foolish, I lay slain
—- Novacane

– Quake whispers to me
– Warning of the next corner
– An ambush awaits
—- Blitzkrieg

– The Necropolis
– Surrounded by enemies
– I take my best shot
—- Blitzkrieg

– Camping sniper boy
– Have a nice rocket sandwich,
– Complimentary!
—- Ehud

– Demons surround me
– A gleam comes to my one eye
– My rail fells them all
—- Dalmuti

– Crouched, cold and camping
– newbie with railgun most high
– dead from BFG.
—- Hemlock

– Railgun merciless…
– strategy with one blaster?
– i’m dead in seconds
—- Hemlock

– machine gun bullet
– richochets off my turret
– one dead idiot
—- Hemlock

– low pinging bastard!
– may Satan rape your mother!
– my only defense.
—- Hemlock

– The lag engulfs me
– I have to fight for my ping
– Damn, disconnected
—- Spelunx {KR}

– The portal is near.
– My stomach is floored by fear.
– I see the name “Thresh”.
—- [2N] Mephisto

– In a hurried run,
– Pineapples reign from the sky;
– Opponents die quick.
—- [2N] Mephisto

– Strafe left, then strafe right,
– Stroggs can’t bequeath my fury.
– Rocket blast; no more.
—- [2N] Mephisto

– The flash of green light.
– The crackle of energy.
– The BFG fires.
—- The Meat Grinder

– A quick flash of light,
– A sudden boom of thunder,
– A large crimson pool.
—- The Meat Grinder

– easy, fluid grace
– she strikes, laughing, as we meet
– dancing, my Siren
—- `spackle

– EYES ALMOST BLEEDING
– ITS NEAR MORNING BUT CAN’T STOP
– IS THIS A PROBLEM?
—- Blitzkrieg

– Goddamn firewall!
– LAN is great; I thirst for more
– Give me free-range gibs!
—- The.Tequila.Kid

– Dance for me, in fear
– As I shoot your feet so near
– Dying time is here
—- [H8] ])isco

– The fires die down
– He blows the smoke from his gun
– And leaves with the dawn
—- Dalmuti

– Hehe, now he’s mad
– Full health, full power armor
– Bitch got telefragged!
—- [H8] ])isco

– Fuck, shit, now I’m MAD!
– Full health, full power armor
– I got telefragged!
—- [H8] ])isco

– Pay, now, the Piper
– Feel my crosshairs on your skin?
– Don’t you hate sniper!
—- The Bard

– It’s a blast fragging
– The frags are skyrocketing
– BFGs kick ass!
—- Zorrax

– I pledge allegiance
– To the Great Makron of Quake
– And the Q and nail
—- Dalmuti OSM

– Bags under my eyes.
– Got nothing better to do.
– Quake at three AM

– I pattern my life
– like your entrails on the floor.
– Slippery when wet.

– Just got quad damage
– Oh my god, they killed kenny!
– Clan Second Nature

– I shall venge my wrath
– And I shall piss on his grave
– For it is his fate

– I want to kill him
– I just got the pentagram
– He will soon be dead

– Quake will never die
– There are many things to get now
– Malice and X-men

– I’ve Gone To Varnish
– The Floor With The Empty Skull
– Of My Now Dead Foe
—- IronchinQ

– Ohhh Gimme A Gib
– Where My Enemies do Roam
– And I’ll Varnish Them!!!!
—- IronchinQ

– This is my Penis
– That is my Gun, This to Screw
– And That Is For Fun
—- IronchinQ

– The Rocket Launcher
– A Man’s Only Pride And Joy
– Many Gibs Afly
—- IronchinQ

– I run, look for kills
– The one in white, Ghost, will die
– Go to the Graveyard
—- Mood_Slime(1) or Capt. Tarin(2)

– AH! AH! AH! AH! AH!
– I scream, scream time and again
– Stop the damn blaster
—- GiB

– Running from the light
– Railgun man sees his fortune
– ‘Tis to gib quickly
—- Maelstrom

 

March, 1998:

– bleak, unyielding force
– needle-focused elegance
– a waltz of two kings
—- `spackle

– I unleash my rage
– Life is but death incarnate
– DAMN! Out of ammo.
—- Son Of Sam

– I am the new guy
– Looking to the moving sky
– A foot in my face
—- Stythe

– The rocket hit me…
– I’m now flesh food for zombies…
– I do not like this!!!
—- Stythe

– The new breed are spawned
– They walk the hallways alone
– And answer to none
—- Cop Killer

– I wander alone
– Then see a familiar face
– Bang! Alone again
—- mr. clean

– in this day and age
– death is everything to me
– what have I become
—- oLemonhead

– Relax, fools! Though grand
– Quake is just a game — for fun!
– There *is* more to life…
—- Celos

– Strafe left, strafe right, jump!
– Kiss my rocket you bastard!
– Thanks for the backpack!
—- Fascist Pig

– Those Bots are camping
– But now I have got the Quad
– Rocket for your back
—- Fascist Pig

– Bring in the Reapers
– Damn Bots are murdering me
– Spawn to get my pack
—- Fascist Pig

– rocket jumping man
– flying through the air laughing
– now he’s in lava
—- Freebase

– third time I am wise
– to your camping ass and now
– I cause you to scream
—- Tumorrific

– a little too quiet
– where are they? I hear nothing
– rocket enters me
—- Freebase

– spawned into panic
– flashing image of hall, trails
– again lie sideways
—- Tumorrific

– I accept your shaft,
– You accept my pineapple,
– We die together.
—- Intruder

– Yes, death becomes you
– Pretty swirls of flesh and blood
– fragged again I see
—- Vogon

– Red frags all around
– No time to look back and grin
– Death still pursues me
—- Vogon

– Mind not blood and gore
– It will all be swept away
– as I power off
—- Vogon

– BOOM! Body parts fly
– then rain down as his head spins
– Life is not this good
—- Vogon

– Am I paranoid?
– They ARE all out to get me.
– No, this must be Quake
—- Vogon

– I have BFG.
– Opponent fires his gun,
– Now HE will have it.
—- oLemonhead

– I have the shotgun
– He has the rocket launcher
– Hauling ass is fun…
—- oLemonhead

– Whatever my score
– I will still desire more
– Your death is divine.
—- oLemonhead

April, 1998:

– Caress hair trigger,
– Strogg circle, move, I fire first,
– Cream of enemy.
—- Mephisto

– He stands there, frozen
– His rocket aimed at my past
– Tough luck, HPB
—- -kaf

– Grab the Mega-Health
– Grenades bouncing from above
– Trapped in DM4
—- -kaf

– Racing through hallways
– Greeted by Hell dressed in Blue
– Missed the Quad respawn
—- -kaf

– gruesome battleground
– bodies strewn about the lair
– the shambler must die
—- grue

– I frag easily
– thresh appears, kills me quickly
– confidence is gone
—- grue

– escort needed fast
– clutching flag, the blue team traps
– blown to smithereens
—- grue

– rocket launcher roars
– broken brow, buried rocket
– next time you should dodge
—- grue

– I reign unchallenged
– newbie bodies everywhere
– never will I lose
—- grue

– combatants run fast
– circle-strafing, hopping, doomed
– feel my RL’s rage
—- grue

– connection broken
– can’t you see I can’t fight back?
– I’ll get you next time
—- grue

– up at 2 AM
– sounds of carnage fill the room
– will collapse in school
—- grue

– hiding on that ledge
– I see you crouching up there
– railgun up your ass
—- grue

– camping, you have sinned
– I will show you the light now
– with my bfg
—- grue

– Spirals spin their web,
– Blue, precise and death bringing,
– close range rail gun fight!
—- erAser!

– Blood rain hits the floor.
– The red cross bounces, lies still –
– Can’t stand quad rocket!
—- erAser!

– One railgun shot hit.
– The red flag slips from my back.
– I needed escort.
—- erAser!

– Camping In Shadows
– Shooting Spawn Points With Rail Gun
– You Are So Cool, Not!
—- Fascist Pig

– Hello Crouching Dude
– Do You Think I Can’t See You?
– Or Shoot You? Bye Bye!
—- Fascist Pig

– Let me embrace you
– Rush me with quad rockets…Fine!
– Let’s die together
—- BlackDog

– Quake is addicting
– It calls me constantly, yes
– Quake is addicting
—- Tie

– Hey BFG man!
– Is it because you can’t aim?
– Or are you just lame?
—- BlackDog

– Shimmering with hopes
– trembling,speeding toward you
– My rocket is yours
—- CappZ

– Gasping for a breath
– I follow for victory
– Accept my discharge!
—- CappZ

– Teleport–what’s this?
– Violated from behind,
– Camper gibs rain down.
—- Pass-a-Fist

 

October, 1997:

– hate better snipers
– my shot is always too slow
– my head tumbles far
—- Rahrahman

– camper so noble
– standing your ground upon quad
– here’s the lumberjack
—- Cletus

– Rage, a bitter taste
– Tattered clothes, raggedy soul
– Death, a fickle friend
—- `spackle

– the unseen snipers
– sit in happy hiding spots
– they beg for grenades
—- Rahrahman

– Silencer muffles
– a sudden blood explosion
– a dead head tumbles
—- Rahrahman

– the lava beckons
– a loaded backpack right there
– hot slag I become
—- psunder@lib.drury.edu

– Shotgun and red pent
– They with rockets play ping-pong
– With my scary ass
—- Blackdog

– Swimming in water
– Ready to discharge, you wait…
– ZAP. Now all hate you…
—- immortal@best.com

– Swimming in water
– Avoiding shots from above
– I sleep with the fish
—- immortal@best.com

– I am the darkness
– Come, step into my shadow
– And feel death’s embrace
—- HellBender

– Response from teammate
– Flag gone, one health, no one else
– Gone from typing frag.
—- Hemlock

– Listening to death
– Nails, rockets, grenades and me
– Frags making me deaf.
—- Hemlock

– Faster, need more skills
– Things told to me by others
– My frag in the end.
—- Hemlock

– Pent, Quad, Eyes and me.
– Nothing but ability.
– Caught you in my trap.
—- Hemlock

– Quad not even mine.
– He holding power I kill.
– In the end, my frag!
—- Hemlock

– Distant rocket sound
– A head falls in front of him
– It’s his. He respawned
—- Blackdog

– By rocket’s red glare
– Red blood in air, gave truth that
– Our flag was still there
—- HellBender

– cold beads of clear sweat
– a drawn, ash-covered visage
– the only tears left
—- `spackle

– Crimson blood fountains
– As my body lays dying
– I’ll get him next time
—- Fury

– Running for my life
– Ahead is the red armor
– Damn… he got there first
—- Fury

– Finish him! they cry
– In helpless paralysis
– The foe must die. Next!
—- Blackdog

– I hate that high ping
– Have the Quad, can’t hit the bridge
– The lava calls me
—- BatterY

– Ahh…a dark corner!
– Only a bot should see me
– My bladder is joyed
—- Blackdog

– Entrails lay cold stiff
– Disembodied corpses lay-
– Blood covers the field
—- ApAThY

– Horrifying calm
– Razor’s edge of insane fear
– Predator and prey
—- `spackle

– A nimbus of light
– A cacaphony of sound
– Worlds of agony
—- `spackle

– Let us change the map
– Llamas scream into my ear
– They just can’t take it
—- BatterY

– Rockets just don’t hit
– Low gravity, nails too slow
– Only my boomstick
—- BatterY

– The lava invites
– I can always shoot him down
– Tho’ I can’t hurt him
—- BatterY

– Boing, grenade bounces
– These magic pants protect me
– Teamplay has its sides
—- BatterY

– They all should fear me.
– For I am the quad holder!
– I rocket jump… Doh!!!
—- Blackdog

– Man, I suck at Quake…
– But soon all of you shall die,
– I’m a Jedi Knight!
—- OVerLord

– where’d the ballboy™ go?
– hey, he shouldn’t hide in there
– *frag*frag* told you so…
—- Hudsucker

– Quake is far too fun
– Yesterday when I had lunch
– Pineapple for all
—- Hudsucker

– hey man, you suck hard
– *frag*gib*frag* accept my shaft
– hey man, can’t i kid?
—- Hudsucker

– refreshing RL
– the dumb red team looks like ants
– mission sniper: GO!!
—- Hudsucker

– Entrails everywhere
– Guts flying through the cold air
– Heads rolling by me
—- ApAThY

– We exchange rockets
– You take a dive you explode
– You respawn, I die
—- ApAThY

– Pyros lighting dweebs
– Scouts running like little mice
– Big guys slicing cheese
—- ApAThY

– Spies disguising skins
– Soldiers sprinkling little rocks
– Engineers building
—- ApAThY

– Snipers blowing heads
– Demo men drooping det packs
– Medics infecting
—- ApAThY

– Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim!
– Burn! Quad rockets for you all!
– Blood for the Blood God!!!
—- SkeletoN

– Jump with the rockets.
– You die. Now I find myself
– dead in the lava.
—- Iwarford

– He is after me!
– I will kill him right now. BOOM!
– Ah! He is now dead

– Watch my entrails fly
– Another respawn am I
– Boomstick be my guide
—- Condor3d

– don’t call me camper
– I’ll camp rocket in your ass
– SHDOOM now you cry bitch
—- drgn

– rip! rip! rip! take that!
– now it is time to high five
– stop banging so hard
—- drgn

– slipgate all alone
– missing conflict and action
– haunting sounds and pent
—- drgn

– pentagram glowing
– i will get my sweet revenge
– campers in RL
—- drgn

– rip spank pull *puff* *puff*
– i hear the quad door open
– my slipgate nightmare
—- drgn

– battles all around
– one by one they’ve had enough
– weird! alone with pent
—- drgn

– bio-suit mocks me
– hear my screams from slime below
– met by waiting gun
—- drgn

– hate color changer
– camp quad with malice in mind
– pick up pack and smile
—- drgn

Squish/crunch, my body
I can see the floor rising
I’ve been fragged again!

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