Hey y’all, funny story. A little while back I saw that a spacey game called Zigfrak was on sale on Desura, so I figured I’d chip in and support the author, and put on my coming soon list for an upcoming preview. A week or so later, I got an email from the author of the game with a code I could use on Desura for a free copy, which I thought was REALLY nice. :)
Since I already had a copy of the game, however, I asked him if I could use it for a promotion, and he agreed. So what kind of promotion? The first idea that came to my mind was…A POETRY CONTEST! ;)
If you’d like to try to win a free copy of Zigfrak, what I’d like you to do is write a poem about space games. It could be why you love them in general, an experience you had playing one, your favorite space game, and so on. You can either leave your entry in the comments here or contact me directly with them. Keep in mind however that whoever wins, I’ll be sharing all of the poems publicly for everyone’s enjoyment. :)
The winning poem will be chosen based on a very scientific formula. ;) Actually I’ll be choosing the winner based on which one I feel conveys the author’s message the best. The contest starts now and ends in a week, on 3/6, so take your time to come up with something awesome. Thanks as always for reading, and good luck!
Elite IV
I sit in the pilot chair of my Cobra Mk III,
Wondering how much longer Elite IV will be.
Mr Braben's to busy faffing with Raspberry Pi,
So I'll just stay here in my cockpit and cry…
Well I already own it, otherwise I would try my poem making skills (well lack there of I mean).
LOL you mean like my lack of skills demonstrated above. :)
Would you hate me if I said maybe? :p
I would salute you for your honesty sir, before I shot you down in a hail of lazer fire. :)
Hahahahaha
I would have wrote one
about games, unfortunately
haiku is too short
There once was a man from Nantucket
Who played Space Games while perched on a bucket.
One day while at play
His bucket gave way,
So he cried, "Damn you, Space Games! Aw, f*** it."
Sorry, site administrators and their girlfriends are ineligible to enter this contest. Nice entry though, babe. ;)
Bright and red the engines pulsed and roared;
Overhead the metal birds woke and soared;
In the dark a proud Captain spoke calm but hard;
A mission stark amongst the spaces starred;
The grim faces watched the array of screens;
Distances measured by digital means;
The numbers shortened and orders rang out;
Gunners take aim and bring our long guns about;
Metal flew tearing explosions along hulls;
Ships drew close and the chaos suffered no lulls;
After hours the battle sputtered to an end;
The powers faded with the crews beyond mend;
And even today the broken fleets still drift;
Tempting pay if you can brave the bodies stiff;
I vote for this poem!