This very weak mage
begrudgingly succumbs to
bullshit ninjitsu

This is my blood stain
three steps from where a note read
“Beware of ambush”

Quickly forgotten –
that arrow through your forehead
thanks to my Thief’s Ring

When this lady says
“touch the demon inside me,”
I suggest you do.

The sticky white stuff
is not what you think it is,
you filthy bastard!

A small oversight –
Gecko hides behind vendor
no stabby stabby!

In this distant land,
there are stingrays in the air.
I miss Steve Irwin

After many deaths
there is no ounce of remorse
sniping Flame Lurker

Eighteen thousand souls
taken by a skeleton
around the corner

Thirty thousand souls
lost by rolling off a cliff
Meh, I’ll farm it back

Renewed confidence –
Three arrows and a reaper:
I can has more souls?

You and all your friends
unconscious after a brawl
Boo ya! I’m Batman

Warden’s DNA
leaves a trail I must follow
Eww, Gross! I’m Batman

Those Goth Girls are hot!
Check out Harley and Ivy –
Aww yea, I’m Batman

Nigma hiding stuff
in places I can’t reach yet.
Come on! I’m Batman!!

Enough with the vents
Why can’t I blow up a door,
damn it? I’m Batman!

Hallucinogen
Reliving the tragic past.
Mom, dad, I’m Batman

Psychotherapy
Cannot contain my madness –
The Clown Prince of Crime

We used to go out to the movies
then for a while we didn’t talk
because you said I killed your sister
when I delivered a fancy clock.

The explosion gave me powers –
now I can glow electric red
but half the city hates me, dear,
and the other half is dead.

I tried to save you from that rooftop –
I heard you screaming as you fell.
If only you had yelled for me sooner…
And YOU’RE pissed off? Man, what the hell?

The remnants of my heart were shattered
As you condemned me with your dying breath,
though what is one more victim slain
by one who caused so much death?

I am confused by all of this –
Having chosen to be evil, killed a lot –
Forced to help ungrateful people
just to advance the story’s plot.

I spent four hours killing reapers
and beating Sasha in a fight
only to later do her bidding for evil karma
something about that just doesn’t seem quite right.

Here’s something you must comprehend –
I have CHOSEN TO BE EVIL, not merely misunderstood.
The only way this game makes any sense
Is if I played Cole McGrath as “Good.”

A warm wind blew across the desert as a battle raged in the distance.  I heard explosions along with faint muzzle flashes out there where my brothers fought.  The communications radio brought many things — battle orders, a momentary celebration, a desperate call for a medic, a soldier calling out enemy positions.  I got to take it all in from afar.

Through my scope I saw you setting an ambush.  From behind cover you looked around.  “They’re not here yet,” you must have thought to yourself.  I saw a soldier, a warrior, a man with family and friends.  I saw a loved-one’s picture in your pocket.  I saw a common bond — a worn-out man longing for the comforts of home, longing for a warm meal, longing for peace.

In many ways, we were kindred, like others who had come before.  We both had jobs to do, duties to perform, orders to follow.  You sought to kill my brothers while I sought to protect them.  I know it was more complex than that, that war is not black and white but shades of gray.  We all have to live with the things we have seen and done.  Well, at least I do.  I saw your eyes widen when you heard the gunshot.  It was an honor to have met you in combat.