A Happy F4ce

bruh I aint talking about that thing. thats the one with "retreat".
I'm talking about this slippery bad azz SOB right here:

 
this is what I use in arena right now. its pretty nice, it smashes most phys mechs 9 times out of ten and handles heat and energy "OK", but it struggles with getting outmaneuvered due to the lack of recoil:

if I had "shadow wolf" this build would run much smoother, especially against Heat (ESPECIALLY especially those sword and hammers... grrr *shakes fist*):

but I'm happy to atleast get abom since despite having spent a LOT in the past I only have 2 magmas lol

I am drunk

I like football. youre not talking about football though

The results are here!
I want to say Im very happy with how the competition turned out, Im proud of you guys 😄  I hope you had as much fun as I did reading and analyzing all these poems. Im not going to lie, it was a tough decision among the staff team, all the poems are great but the rules are rules, and we had to pick 3. And here is our judgment: 
1st place goes to @W.P.O.T.W, amazing work of art, congrats! 
2nd place goes to @AftoKrator, we enjoyed your poem and I hope your teachers did too!
3rd place goes to @Liioh, very interesting!
I will ask all the winners to please DM me their ID number so I can give out their rewards 🙂
I also need to make one honorable mention, @Fidelio. We were all sad seeing you didnt make it to apply on time, its such a shame, everyone loved your poem. And I am very thankful you made time to post your thoughts and analysis on youtube, it really wraps up this competition in a nice way. 
Thank you everyone for participating and sharing your poetry, you guys made forum a bit more interesting place with every line of your poems. Again saying, my heart is full 😄 
Cheers! 
 

Well, looks like I got my time zones wrong I thought I had another hour.
I guess I might aswell post my poem anyway. 
 
Glasgow's gray became my armour 
like a shot of whiskey, it burns yet warms. 
a painful lover, a duplicitous charmer  
she held me with her cold, pale arms.
buckfast bottles, booze-glazed eyes 
Glasgow empties where most she fills.
part-robbed bikes and cloud-fluffed skies
Tennents lager cans were her daffodils.
by jester's fate out from September dew 
like startled cats, there I met you.
Time stood still and watched, amused, 
as we sang Temptation and jumped on que.
For turning ripe, I stand accused 
As green turned red, I never knew 
what sweetness came from thoughts thereof -
born again - I learned to love.
I always was a child transfixed 
on the tempting warmth of forbidden fire
reaching out I felt that heat 
suddenly, burned by my desire. 
Even still I sometimes ponder
what secrets hide behind that danger 
and yet, a fool! there is no wonder 
why I was left to hide in sleepless nights.
As a prisoner who held the key, 
time closed my wounds, and I set myself free
just as the weary earth is struck by death, 
still a hardy green sprout will grow a-new.
a scar reminds us - we draw breath yet,
the battered muscle strengthens too. 
I treasure still those joy-full memories 
where we melted into cup-full bliss.
Rugby, New Order, ribena cocktails 
a friendly face replaced a kiss.
Like weathered oak, my roots now stronger
faithfully we both grow older.
Now I know in some way new
you have loved me, and I've loved you.
 
Hey guys,
I did a reading of all the poetry and included some personal commentary. with the help of @Stefix5000 I have been able to upload this as a youtube video: 
the video is quite long in total but there are timestamps for each part in the pinned comment so you can watch it in parts and pick up where you left off at another point.
hope you guys enjoy it 

Well, looks like I got my time zones wrong I thought I had another hour.
I guess I might aswell post my poem anyway. 
 
Glasgow's gray became my armour 
like a shot of whiskey, it burns yet warms. 
a painful lover, a duplicitous charmer  
she held me with her cold, pale arms.
buckfast bottles, booze-glazed eyes 
Glasgow empties where most she fills.
part-robbed bikes and cloud-fluffed skies
Tennents lager cans were her daffodils.
by jester's fate out from September dew 
like startled cats, there I met you.
Time stood still and watched, amused, 
as we sang Temptation and jumped on que.
For turning ripe, I stand accused 
As green turned red, I never knew 
what sweetness came from thoughts thereof -
born again - I learned to love.
I always was a child transfixed 
on the tempting warmth of forbidden fire
reaching out I felt that heat 
suddenly, burned by my desire. 
Even still I sometimes ponder
what secrets hide behind that danger 
and yet, a fool! there is no wonder 
why I was left to hide in sleepless nights.
As a prisoner who held the key, 
time closed my wounds, and I set myself free
just as the weary earth is struck by death, 
still a hardy green sprout will grow a-new.
a scar reminds us - we draw breath yet,
the battered muscle strengthens too. 
I treasure still those joy-full memories 
where we melted into cup-full bliss.
Rugby, New Order, ribena cocktails 
a friendly face replaced a kiss.
Like weathered oak, my roots now stronger
faithfully we both grow older.
Now I know in some way new
you have loved me, and I've loved you.
 
Hey guys,
I did a reading of all the poetry and included some personal commentary. with the help of @Stefix5000 I have been able to upload this as a youtube video: 
the video is quite long in total but there are timestamps for each part in the pinned comment so you can watch it in parts and pick up where you left off at another point.
hope you guys enjoy it 

Well, looks like I got my time zones wrong I thought I had another hour.
I guess I might aswell post my poem anyway. 
 
Glasgow's gray became my armour 
like a shot of whiskey, it burns yet warms. 
a painful lover, a duplicitous charmer  
she held me with her cold, pale arms.
buckfast bottles, booze-glazed eyes 
Glasgow empties where most she fills.
part-robbed bikes and cloud-fluffed skies
Tennents lager cans were her daffodils.
by jester's fate out from September dew 
like startled cats, there I met you.
Time stood still and watched, amused, 
as we sang Temptation and jumped on que.
For turning ripe, I stand accused 
As green turned red, I never knew 
what sweetness came from thoughts thereof -
born again - I learned to love.
I always was a child transfixed 
on the tempting warmth of forbidden fire
reaching out I felt that heat 
suddenly, burned by my desire. 
Even still I sometimes ponder
what secrets hide behind that danger 
and yet, a fool! there is no wonder 
why I was left to hide in sleepless nights.
As a prisoner who held the key, 
time closed my wounds, and I set myself free
just as the weary earth is struck by death, 
still a hardy green sprout will grow a-new.
a scar reminds us - we draw breath yet,
the battered muscle strengthens too. 
I treasure still those joy-full memories 
where we melted into cup-full bliss.
Rugby, New Order, ribena cocktails 
a friendly face replaced a kiss.
Like weathered oak, my roots now stronger
faithfully we both grow older.
Now I know in some way new
you have loved me, and I've loved you.
 
Hey guys,
I did a reading of all the poetry and included some personal commentary. with the help of @Stefix5000 I have been able to upload this as a youtube video: 
the video is quite long in total but there are timestamps for each part in the pinned comment so you can watch it in parts and pick up where you left off at another point.
hope you guys enjoy it 

Well, looks like I got my time zones wrong I thought I had another hour.
I guess I might aswell post my poem anyway. 
 
Glasgow's gray became my armour 
like a shot of whiskey, it burns yet warms. 
a painful lover, a duplicitous charmer  
she held me with her cold, pale arms.
buckfast bottles, booze-glazed eyes 
Glasgow empties where most she fills.
part-robbed bikes and cloud-fluffed skies
Tennents lager cans were her daffodils.
by jester's fate out from September dew 
like startled cats, there I met you.
Time stood still and watched, amused, 
as we sang Temptation and jumped on que.
For turning ripe, I stand accused 
As green turned red, I never knew 
what sweetness came from thoughts thereof -
born again - I learned to love.
I always was a child transfixed 
on the tempting warmth of forbidden fire
reaching out I felt that heat 
suddenly, burned by my desire. 
Even still I sometimes ponder
what secrets hide behind that danger 
and yet, a fool! there is no wonder 
why I was left to hide in sleepless nights.
As a prisoner who held the key, 
time closed my wounds, and I set myself free
just as the weary earth is struck by death, 
still a hardy green sprout will grow a-new.
a scar reminds us - we draw breath yet,
the battered muscle strengthens too. 
I treasure still those joy-full memories 
where we melted into cup-full bliss.
Rugby, New Order, ribena cocktails 
a friendly face replaced a kiss.
Like weathered oak, my roots now stronger
faithfully we both grow older.
Now I know in some way new
you have loved me, and I've loved you.
 
Hey guys,
I did a reading of all the poetry and included some personal commentary. with the help of @Stefix5000 I have been able to upload this as a youtube video: 
the video is quite long in total but there are timestamps for each part in the pinned comment so you can watch it in parts and pick up where you left off at another point.
hope you guys enjoy it 

Beneath the ground he roams
A knight in iron clad,
Of all the quests he's seen so far
This one was rather rad.
Around him naught but dark
His trusty torch he holds,
He's seen no foes before him yet
His spirit he upholds.
Before long now he stands
At a fissure immense,
Out of which a drake emerges
The battle will commence.
Dodging death with each strike
The wise knight holds his breath,
For he knows if his strike ain't true
It would sure mean his death.
The drake with its long neck
And each slow bite implies,
A weak-point in its bulwark skin
Had caused the drake's demise.
A single well-placed slash
The knight showed no malice,
Yet for his quest he took its head
All hailed his name, Alex!

Well, looks like I got my time zones wrong I thought I had another hour.
I guess I might aswell post my poem anyway. 
 
Glasgow's gray became my armour 
like a shot of whiskey, it burns yet warms. 
a painful lover, a duplicitous charmer  
she held me with her cold, pale arms.
buckfast bottles, booze-glazed eyes 
Glasgow empties where most she fills.
part-robbed bikes and cloud-fluffed skies
Tennents lager cans were her daffodils.
by jester's fate out from September dew 
like startled cats, there I met you.
Time stood still and watched, amused, 
as we sang Temptation and jumped on que.
For turning ripe, I stand accused 
As green turned red, I never knew 
what sweetness came from thoughts thereof -
born again - I learned to love.
I always was a child transfixed 
on the tempting warmth of forbidden fire
reaching out I felt that heat 
suddenly, burned by my desire. 
Even still I sometimes ponder
what secrets hide behind that danger 
and yet, a fool! there is no wonder 
why I was left to hide in sleepless nights.
As a prisoner who held the key, 
time closed my wounds, and I set myself free
just as the weary earth is struck by death, 
still a hardy green sprout will grow a-new.
a scar reminds us - we draw breath yet,
the battered muscle strengthens too. 
I treasure still those joy-full memories 
where we melted into cup-full bliss.
Rugby, New Order, ribena cocktails 
a friendly face replaced a kiss.
Like weathered oak, my roots now stronger
faithfully we both grow older.
Now I know in some way new
you have loved me, and I've loved you.
 
Hey guys,
I did a reading of all the poetry and included some personal commentary. with the help of @Stefix5000 I have been able to upload this as a youtube video: 
the video is quite long in total but there are timestamps for each part in the pinned comment so you can watch it in parts and pick up where you left off at another point.
hope you guys enjoy it 

Well, looks like I got my time zones wrong I thought I had another hour.
I guess I might aswell post my poem anyway. 
 
Glasgow's gray became my armour 
like a shot of whiskey, it burns yet warms. 
a painful lover, a duplicitous charmer  
she held me with her cold, pale arms.
buckfast bottles, booze-glazed eyes 
Glasgow empties where most she fills.
part-robbed bikes and cloud-fluffed skies
Tennents lager cans were her daffodils.
by jester's fate out from September dew 
like startled cats, there I met you.
Time stood still and watched, amused, 
as we sang Temptation and jumped on que.
For turning ripe, I stand accused 
As green turned red, I never knew 
what sweetness came from thoughts thereof -
born again - I learned to love.
I always was a child transfixed 
on the tempting warmth of forbidden fire
reaching out I felt that heat 
suddenly, burned by my desire. 
Even still I sometimes ponder
what secrets hide behind that danger 
and yet, a fool! there is no wonder 
why I was left to hide in sleepless nights.
As a prisoner who held the key, 
time closed my wounds, and I set myself free
just as the weary earth is struck by death, 
still a hardy green sprout will grow a-new.
a scar reminds us - we draw breath yet,
the battered muscle strengthens too. 
I treasure still those joy-full memories 
where we melted into cup-full bliss.
Rugby, New Order, ribena cocktails 
a friendly face replaced a kiss.
Like weathered oak, my roots now stronger
faithfully we both grow older.
Now I know in some way new
you have loved me, and I've loved you.
 
Hey guys,
I did a reading of all the poetry and included some personal commentary. with the help of @Stefix5000 I have been able to upload this as a youtube video: 
the video is quite long in total but there are timestamps for each part in the pinned comment so you can watch it in parts and pick up where you left off at another point.
hope you guys enjoy it 

Hi guys!
I noticed some topics on forum that are focused on writing, words game and similar so I thought some of you might be interested into taking this to a new level - Poetry Competition! I'm someone who likes and used to write poetry myself, so this is also for my own pleasure 😄 
If you are interested in participating, here are the things to know! 
➡️  We wont have any sort of applying for the competition, simply posting the poems in this thread is ''applying''. You can of course say its for the competition etc. 
 ➡️ The competition will last 7 days, closing on the next Monday ( 28th February ) at 10am CET. For that time, you are allowed to post, edit, change your poems or even quit if you wish. But after Monday 10am, there is no more changes, we will consider the poem your final post. 
 ➡️ The rules are very simple:
Follow the forum rules on basic common decency while writing A poem can be about anything, full artistic freedom is given (That means literally anything, it doesnt need to be SuperMechs)  A poem shouldnt be shorter than a couple lines or longer than 20 lines ( Have in mind someone has to read many poems probably 😄 )   ➡️ For the rewards part, I decided not to make it a large reward as this is more about the art and not the reward itself. Plus I'm taking into consideration the past experience in competitions :))  So the rewards will be symbolic:
 Place gets a forum badge for winning the poetry competition and 300 tokens Place gets 200 tokens Place gets 100 tokens  ➡️ After the competition is closed, we will take some time to read everything through and decide the winners. While deciding the winners, we will take into consideration stuff like the creativity, choice of words, the overall look and etc. I will also check the reactions to the poems, ask my team members for their opinions as well since luckily, some of them like poetry! I will post the results in this thread. 
If you have any questions, do ask them here, please try not to clog the thread obviously. 
I wish you good luck and happy writing! I hope we will all enjoy this and have fun writing or reading. Who knows, maybe even discover a new talent we didnt know we had 🙂 🍀
#poetry_nerds
 
 

why is there no BOBSON in this video???

I like Bobson plays. It is cool to fight against him. If player miss an opportunity, he will kill you. 👍

why is there no BOBSON in this video???

why is there no BOBSON in this video???

everything that we built was deleted... for this. 
you are the smiling face of capitalism. 
you are the problem.
youre actually not worth it and quite boring, closing the tab now. bye.

A very beautiful and touching new song by a youtuber known best for his comedy, but who can be very poetic with a hypnotic vocal performance.

A very beautiful and touching new song by a youtuber known best for his comedy, but who can be very poetic with a hypnotic vocal performance.

I like football. youre not talking about football though

A very beautiful and touching new song by a youtuber known best for his comedy, but who can be very poetic with a hypnotic vocal performance.

1. 209
2. 525 
3. many, many times and I hated every single time 
5.  Zark 4/10; Windi 7/10; Heat Monkey 6/10; MPV 10/10; Nightmare 9/10 
Bonus Q: I'd maybe see the benefit in a pumpkin wearing a santa hat, or a santa hatted snowball-thrower