SLA Haiku

Jason Averill

bullets fly through air
extreme combat all around
chainaxe in the chest

blood and guts fly left and right
fuck money. fuck fame. vi-o-lence

red fluid recedes
my eyes scan my surroundings
I emerge. Power

three one three I have been born
service shall be my life's work

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gods of power and
industry vie for the scraps
from those up above

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Max Bantleman

Night falls within us
In madness we dream
The blossom dies
Tied to life

There was a young man from Glasgow
Deep in the well
The tide turns us all

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Tim Dedopulos

Dark streets, darker hearts,
A whirring camera laughs.
Stylish death awaits.

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Chris Di Donna

Blood smeared camera.
Will you resist Morts Embrace?
Can you fight progress?

Halloween Jack comes
Run Civvie, run away fast
His axe is thirsty

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The lie is naked
Only bitterness remains
Your fate is sealed

The victim is dead
They did not deserve your hate
Mort can only cry

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Welcome to progress
Every desire can be quenched
The cost is your soul

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John Dodd

The fear in our time
Is not a product of the environment
But the tyranny of Man

The Dead Cannot Grieve
Which is why the living are still here

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The Thresher Shark is a minnow
In the Slayer's Ocean

The Dark Night
Is only There
Because of the light

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Mark Dodd

The Sun Shines
The World Turns
And Life is too precious

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Jared ''Danger'' Earle

A FEN 603
only delays your true fate.
The sands of time flow.

The rain never stops
falling on the blood-stained streets
yet never cleans them

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You never look up
Look, He's there, strapped to the wall
like a stone gargoyle
(based on the short story 'Gargoyle')

She looks like a suit
yet she commands your life now
what little is left
(based on the short story 'Bloody Meetings')

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salvation tower
holds many secrets of life
and soon of your death

A SLA player once
Didn't give a Nightfaller
Japanese stuff. Oops!

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Ghost Cat

Darkness comes falling
Sleet slaps my face cold and sharp
My reality?

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Jack Griffin

time on fast forward kills quick
Mr. Slayer dreams
bitterness clings to the fact of truth

bitter rain falls quietly on the streets of Mort
I need a prop

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have a gun will slay
all say you have had your fill
stalking the rain

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Nathaniel

The Dead do not Grieve
The Living should not either
What is, is.

A bullet has no conscience
Weeping not for those it frees.

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Walter 'Agar' MacGregor.

Neon splash on the
Faces of those who guard, but
Who will save her soul?

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Reggie, aka Hollow, Brain Waster

My soul is bartered
The price of Divinity
Chill embrace of White.

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Whitt

Open your rulebook
Gaze upon it but thrice
Then pages fly free

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Sue Wilson, aka Kresh, Wraith Raider.

It is too wet here
Far to hot is this place
Hunter longs for deep freeze.

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