PSO POET Society!!!

Harborer of Hope

That Others May Live!
Staff member
Mew Mew had started this Thread back on Schtserv...Let's hear from our Warrior Poets out there! Your Mew will start off! <3

What is a "Plushie?"

When We first arrive among you
We seem not Solemn to some
They see a funny name like "plushie"
Pfft!, how can 'They' get the job done?

To the Doubters and Haters...
They will All come to Know...
When sprayed with the blood of the fallen
We take on a Passionate Glow!

...OK, thats cute and all...but, Whats a "Plushie?"

*Takes a deep breath*

When youre alone and feel you must tuck tail and Run!
We inspire your heart to Charge like a Taiko Drum!
We chase away that which fills you with Doubt
You've Always been Strong! We just halp bring it out!
We Lead by Example never allowing to remit
We're the voice amongst the chaos, "Did Everyone Hit?"
We're a shoulder to cry on, or warm Cuddles and such
We're a Loving Boot in the Ass saying, "Get the Hell Up!"
We're Purrfectionists or even scolding pedantics
Just be warned that some of Us are Hopeless Romantics!
In the Blackest of moments Our eyes will Gleam Bright
In the Darkest of hours, Draw your Weapon for We are your Light!
When the cries of the weaker summon Our song to be sung
We're invoked like Angry Muthas'_ Defending Our Young!
Scape doll or no, We act as if We've but one life to give
If We were to have a Mantra, it'd be, "That Others May Live!"
If told "Just Kill it!" when left standing Alone and Above
We reply Loudly "We ALL Kill it or NO ONE Does!"
Why and 'What' We are is beyond most Elitists scope
"Its What We plushies do dear! We give...... HOPE!"

Now that this ancients' charm has been cast
You're left bereft with an answer that's still long Overdue...
Consider this Luv, As I draw closer to Whisper...
The Real Question here.... "Is there Plushie in YOU?"
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Harborer of Hope

That Others May Live!
Staff member
Anime-saaaan! Mew sees you often in lobby but never pounced you yet! =( Looks like that changes today! ♡♡♡

Harborer of Hope

That Others May Live!
Staff member
Figured mew mew would post another motivational poem to halp anyone out there feeling a little down...and needs to fight and get back up on their feet. <3

Whenever we're down or angry and it comes out,
"WHY is this Happening to Me!!?",
We are then told while patted on our heads,
"It is the Will of the Lord" or some other Divinity,

Or better yet told that annoying quip,
"We ALL have to play the hand we are dealt",
Easy for them to you stare at your cards,
Hmm, so This is how Outlaws must have felt?

Pair of 2's, a 10,... Hey, a King and Queen...
Maybe I can still make something of this?
To stay and play to make the Best of our lives,
The rewards of Succeeding is what we don't want to miss!

Life may not be fair, but that's never stopped you before,
Sure you take a few falls, or even bone breaking hits,
But we 'ALL' have that Hidden Warrior inside,
Plucking off arrows, wiping blood, but Never Quits!

So whenever you feel thy game is over,
Fear not my friend, things don't always go as we wish,
When life knocks you down and wants to take what you have left,
Look to the Heavens, smile Defiantly and say... "GO FISH!!"


Harborer of Hope

That Others May Live!
Staff member
Well, its finally Happened... Schtserv forums are gone. Just when mew was about to post her final farewell... Feeling Very sad, but don't wanna waste the final words she's written, so mew'll post it here...
For those we leave behind...

Hear us!

You look around at what was once our home
The ashes smolder still warm with our sorrow
Many a memory now lay battered and broken
your Faith shattered, you sigh unsure of the morrow

Your eyes still sting at the sight of the end
you close them not wanting to be believed
Your ears still deaf to the idea of starting over
You sneer at what you once had achieved

Many a year we were grateful for the labors of others
Their sweat and tears to provide a place to call our own
They gave us the honor to fight and die amongst friends
Now Homeless, what of the dreams left to be atoned?

So what now Warrior? Do you not hear our voices?
Has the Din of a new battle now reached your deaf ears?
You may wallow if you wish, to hide the love you once had
But a Passion still lives in you even after all these years!

My voice upon the wind Raises your head from the ashes
The cries of Lost ones will Not go Unheeded!
My lips press against you still wet with blood whispering...
"Hear our voices....GET UP!...You're Needed!!"

=') RIP Schtserv... and above All..... THANK YOU! <3


The Empress
So I love this game called Xenoblade Chronicles, I'm practically married to the game and it is one of my most favorite games of all time. I got inspired to write a poem based off of a combat quote sequence from a character that goes like this...

Dance with mee..!
Born in a world of Strife!
Against the Odds!
We choose to Fight!
Blossom Dance!
Xenoblade Chronicles, Dunban

Based off of that combat quote sequence, I came up with this poem!

Against the Odds

Against the odds, we choose to fight,
Clashing from dawn and through to night.
Although opposition continues to grow,
We’ve made a promise to fell every foe,
And rise to our feet to protect what’s right!

There are others we fight for
Whom on us they depend,
So for their sakes and more,
We must press on ‘till the end!

In the face of all odds we commit to persevere,
Enduring the pain and warding off fear.
Our sweat, blood, and damage we take
Remind us all that that our lives are at stake,
But we intend to return to those we hold dear.

When gasping for breath
We remain on the field.
Even a stare from death
Won’t force us to yield.

In spite of the odds we’ll come out and win,
Merging our strengths between us and from within.
From threats large or small we won’t run away,
But instead stand our ground and seize the day.
Probabilities don’t scare us, no matter how thin.

Whether fully surrounded
Or hopelessly astray,
Our resolve is unbounded,
We always find a way.

With the odds against us we chose to fight,
And the battles raged on through the dead of night.
The enemy’s lost hope let our power grow.
We fulfilled our oath to vanquish every last foe,
Harnessing our pure and peerless might.


Love this thread... PSO is something that shaped the way I think about life. Always great to find like-minded people.
A lot of good reads in this topic. Got me motivate to get back on Ragol and slaughter more wildlife!

Here's my piece:



ode to megid

out of nowhere lily bloom
magenta missle lily Boom!

redscreen rebirth
nurses room

the red-blue blast
lily laughs
my twice-dead ass

for straight through lily
megid passed

edit: formatting fail on the first one so I upped a pic
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The Empress
As I Say Good Night

As I am saying good night at the end of the day,
And you are not here, but many miles away,
My heart is so empty and so lonely inside,
As I wipe away a tear I am trying to hide.
I close my eyes and try to go to sleep,
But with the sadness inside I begin to weep.
Suddenly I remember what you once said to me,
Just meet me in the stars, waiting for you I will be.
When distance tends to keep us apart,
Remember I still hold you near in my heart.
When the night together, can’t be ours,
Just close your eyes and meet me in the stars.
Remembering those words, I begin to smile,
And gently close my eyes, lessening the miles.
I can see the stars, oh how beautifully arranged,
But you are not there, no hug to exchange.
I sit alone waiting, with hope in my heart,
No longer wanting to be kept apart.
Suddenly in the distance, a shadow appears,
A tear rolls down my face and the image is clear.