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Match Result · Ranked division
Match recorded on 2011-06-11 03:29:08
TV 1670k Elven Union
4
50k
15000
+1
3/1/1
Inducements: 2 bloodweiser kegs
Player Performances
td
comp
cas
int
mvp
spp
turns
pass
rush
block
foul
TOTALS
4
4
5
-
1
31
144
9
54
48
-
Player Performances
td
comp
cas
int
mvp
spp
turns
pass
rush
block
foul
TOTALS
1
1
1
-
1
11
110
3
28
45
-
#2 Sister Nancy, DeMaio Avatar – Dead (RIP)
#5 Dread Scott – Broken Ribs (MNG)
“A fateful night at the Brass Monkey Tavern (that funky monkey)!
The professional elves sang about and drank like drunken fish in a drunk tub of beer drinking their drinks til drunk enough. Singing heartily their merry tunes...
"I know an old lady who swallowed a fly...I don't know why she swallowed a fly..."
Without warning, the roar of beasts and men stormed the smokey hole of drunken fish in drunk tubs of beer. and metal pounded with decibel fury, shaking the very ground of the land!
Professional Elf "Hey, can't you sweat piles see we're singing and getting drunker than drunk. Pipe down!"
But the charioteers pounded on!
DeMaio "Well hey there groovy chick. Cum around here often?"
"I'm not a chick! I'm an elf! And you're destroying mah buzz!"
DeMaio "Mouthy broad aren't ye. Shut yer skull hole and get me a beer, lassy!"
"That's it! This town aint big enough for both of us! I'm calling...
THE KOPITE KINGS!"
Within seconds the town's champions flooded the Brass Monkey and challenge the Hellbound to a game of ultimate glory, pain, and death!
No, not Dodgeball...bloodbowl!
And the day was writ in blood by the lords of fate! The Chariots set up rank and file with war banner high, but not blessed by the Gods of War. And their numbers fell in regiments!
Hail to DeMaio to vanishes down the Well of Hades! Rest in the womb of unlife, til thy breatheren call thy name!
And to Scumm-o who braves the assault of groovy chicks...er...professional elves and scores...ensuring this day is not a shutout!
But the real star of the show in the journeyman Whitesnake! Who is one of 2 that lasts 16 rounds and earns the MVP!
Welcome to the family William! No longer shall ye go down the only road you've ever known, alone...now thy brothers of arms follow...11 chariots strong!
Hail!”
The professional elves sang about and drank like drunken fish in a drunk tub of beer drinking their drinks til drunk enough. Singing heartily their merry tunes...
"I know an old lady who swallowed a fly...I don't know why she swallowed a fly..."
Without warning, the roar of beasts and men stormed the smokey hole of drunken fish in drunk tubs of beer. and metal pounded with decibel fury, shaking the very ground of the land!
Professional Elf "Hey, can't you sweat piles see we're singing and getting drunker than drunk. Pipe down!"
But the charioteers pounded on!
DeMaio "Well hey there groovy chick. Cum around here often?"
"I'm not a chick! I'm an elf! And you're destroying mah buzz!"
DeMaio "Mouthy broad aren't ye. Shut yer skull hole and get me a beer, lassy!"
"That's it! This town aint big enough for both of us! I'm calling...
THE KOPITE KINGS!"
Within seconds the town's champions flooded the Brass Monkey and challenge the Hellbound to a game of ultimate glory, pain, and death!
No, not Dodgeball...bloodbowl!
And the day was writ in blood by the lords of fate! The Chariots set up rank and file with war banner high, but not blessed by the Gods of War. And their numbers fell in regiments!
Hail to DeMaio to vanishes down the Well of Hades! Rest in the womb of unlife, til thy breatheren call thy name!
And to Scumm-o who braves the assault of groovy chicks...er...professional elves and scores...ensuring this day is not a shutout!
But the real star of the show in the journeyman Whitesnake! Who is one of 2 that lasts 16 rounds and earns the MVP!
Welcome to the family William! No longer shall ye go down the only road you've ever known, alone...now thy brothers of arms follow...11 chariots strong!
Hail!”
Hail to the terrible twosome of John Aldridge and Jari Litmanen, who showed the hellbound ones how to bash!
Hail to William Whitesnake! Not only does he have the single most perfect charioteer Journeyman name ever, but he rides off with the MVP!
But most of all, HAIL to Arktoris, for sitting through the utter dice carnage and coming up with the line, t15 of "I'm starting to think i might not win this"!
The kings await the revenge of the charioteers with nary a flutter of fear in their hearts!”