Untested fleets drawn,

Forging friendships through confict,

That is Armada.

Add your own.

Wounded ships flee

Believing their souls are safe

Then Demolisher comes

Discounted as weak,

Ignore them at your peril,

Raiders gonna raid!

Y Wings will kill you

They are powerful fighters

Your ships will explode

Championship today

My fleet was undefeated

3rd place, wtf?

I came

I saw

I CONQUERED!

*what? That's the wrong format! What do you mean!?! Haiku is 5 beats, 7 beats then 5 again... Oh doo hmm... How about*

Imperials March

The Rebels have been spotted

They will be destroyed

Dear Ordinance Teams:

We're using you as munition

Thanks again, the Bridge

You're firing the lawyers out of the torpedo tubes? This is a plan I can support!

Rebels and Empire

A matchup for the ages

My wallet suffers

There is only one Garm,

Only one Ozzel and Tarkin,

My Raymus Taintive

We are still waiting

Forgotten and abandoned

It's been 3 months now ;.;

We are still waiting

Forgotten and abandoned

It's been 3 months now ;.;

Too soon

Out of Hyperspace

See an Outpost Contested

For Victory Points

Squadrons should be close

Battery only hits ships

[Rhymer's Medium]

Eleven Damage

An Imperial goes down

Unless there's Motti

Broadsides with more dice!

Hit them from a foot away!

The Snackbar's open.

This thread is awesome. Thanks for the laughs.

Demolisher cheats,

Breaking rules and ships alike,

Screed is my best friend.

Fish lips adds red dice

Gunnery teams double them

Oh Pee! Oh Oh Pee!

Pen your fleet with care,

Camouflage your true intent,

Obvious strength fails.

Star Wars Armada,

In seventeen syllables,

Is very diffic....

Mad Cat the robot,

Many a thread he survived,

Haiku his demise.

And then, suddenly

from Armada it became

Metatextual

A delicate dance,

Foes floating aloft in space,

Then? Demolisher.

My friends gather here

We push our model space ships

Pew pew...we all smile

Also, with apologies to Shelley:

I met a traveler from a frozen planet
Who said "Two vast and hollow spars of steel,
Stand in the tundra. Near them, on the ice,
Frozen, a shattered body lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its killer well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on this lifeless corpse,
The hand that choked it and the heart that fed:
And on a naval medal these words appear:
'My name is Ozzel, admiral of admirals:
Look upon my ships, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that pathetic wreck, boundless and bare
The cold and silent stars stretch far away.

Imperial ships

Ackbar laughter with red dice

Game ends too quick

Many fighter squads

Two blue dice gunnery team

No more fighters left