>Cloud Templar sits deep in thought as to which jungler he should pick during this last desperate game
>Suddenly, he hears a mysterious voice over his headset
>EYO SON
>WHO ARE YOU? HOW YOU TARRK TO ME? MY ENGRISH NOT GOOD.
>COUGHCOUGH PICK THAT SHYVANA
>PICK SHYVANA SON. COUGH SHE OP
>WHAT THE *CRAG* ARE YOU DOING TO US MAN
>I DO NOT KNOW
>WHY DID YOU PICK SHYVANA
>LARGE AMERICAN SAID SHE WAS STRONG SO I THOUGHT YOU COULD GIVE ME THAT SHYVANA
>YOU IDIOT
>… Later, in the dark reaches of the Curse Gaming house
>”AND THE TAIPEI ASSASSINS ARE YOUR NEW WORLD CHAMPIONS”
>…
>Ba-*cough* shit son. Bang.
>Suddenly, he hears a mysterious voice over his headset
>EYO SON
>WHO ARE YOU? HOW YOU TARRK TO ME? MY ENGRISH NOT GOOD.
>COUGHCOUGH PICK THAT SHYVANA
>PICK SHYVANA SON. COUGH SHE OP
>WHAT THE *CRAG* ARE YOU DOING TO US MAN
>I DO NOT KNOW
>WHY DID YOU PICK SHYVANA
>LARGE AMERICAN SAID SHE WAS STRONG SO I THOUGHT YOU COULD GIVE ME THAT SHYVANA
>YOU IDIOT
>… Later, in the dark reaches of the Curse Gaming house
>”AND THE TAIPEI ASSASSINS ARE YOUR NEW WORLD CHAMPIONS”
>…
>Ba-*cough* shit son. Bang.