HasseKebab & Davis (Winterfell) Down!!

[RJT]

Whos the one who got my Teddy bear btw?
i'll buy it :3

3 pearls

[HasseKebab]

Whos the one who got my Teddy bear btw?
i'll buy it :3

3 pearls

pics on it plox.

[painhertz]

NOW THATSA SPICY MEATA BALL!!!

[Jiochan]

The other dude JC got.




Nice running Raz II u got some ground on me, i like how you used the grassland/mudflats alot. Smart man. But wasnt smart to start heading back to where we first started the chase.

[NaoWhut]

RJT~ The Mighty Meatball

- RJ is a noob in pvp. As Valten said,
Ainran is using him more like a meatball and carry things.
~LadyGoo "Documentary of Ainran"

It all started at a small town called "Purgatario".
Dis knows this village well, their authority now
extends fully around the entire wall. Dis' Allies
all decided to be of a help; a small crew from
their friends came and blocked all exits out of
Purgatario. Later that day Ainran came, shadows
engulfing them and lapping at their heels as they
stepped from the condemned dwelling... though...
there was no one to be found, only the start of
an enemy brickwall, and a few lovely scents.

Of course, being the Ainran they are, they happilly
took each scent and went away in wait for the
scents to come alive and guide the demons to a
bloody meeting.

It wasn't even a whole day before 3 of them noticed
that the scents were calling for death. The demons
of Ainran swiftly appeared one by one in the house
of their vault and took the smelly heaps of orange
with them out the door. After a long boat ride of
toying with the smallest, least menacing of them. They
dismounted their boats and immediately recognized
signs of disruption around Karun Ang; a few light blue
heaps of steaming poop.

They were warm, so fresh RJT 'The Meatball' could
still feel their body heat when he lifted the heaps
into his hands.
"9 ticks guys, we got this"
Within seconds Jiochan started sprinting away from
the group and the others knew why; all bursting into
a charge as they saw three people right in front of
them, right in the open! Our friend The Meatball
thought this would be the place of his death, cursing
NaoWhut for having him mine earlier... and cave in
constantly.

RJT came quick on the heels of the enemy in a green
hood, nothing but the sound of his own feet ringing loud
and constantly in his own ears as he tackled the fleeing man
to the floor and beat the hooded figure to death in seconds,
roaring at the body as blood splattered his face and stepped
over the limp, shattered corpse , back into a charge towards
the trespassers.

Jordan Clark was right behind his target, a fully armored
fighter that was making his way through a storm of thorns
and thicket, but as Clark saw RJ approaching from behind
he almost turned to stab him, thinking that the kill was
too fast and The Meatball must have gotten himself killed.
Sure enough, our little Meatball rushed right past Clark
and leaped on the armored foe... hardly even moments
had passed before Clark sank his sword right through the
chest piece of the warrior and kicked the body to the floor.
The falling body grabbed RJ's ankle and raised his sword in
a feeble attempt to go down fighting, but RJ merely tore
the arm clean off as he started his sprint towards the last
surviving runner.

It looked rather desperate for Jiochan, lag was hitting him
hard and his mind seemed to be clouded by the constant
stop and go of the world holding still. One second he'd be
sprinting fast way beyond his target, the next he'd be
a mile away humping a tree. It was a very confusing
situation. Though the target was starting to get far more
desperate than before, swimming the same rivers back and
forth in an attempt to lose his pursuer, but the more
he stalled, the closer that dark cloud by the mountain
seemed to be.

At last the running fool saw the cause of the darkness
over the horizon, two more Ainran fighters running to
aid Jiochan. But it was too late, he thought he had just
gotten away from his pursuer when really he'd just swam
his last river only to hear the pounding charge of JC and
RJ both in full sprint towards him. The man sank back
into the water, closing his eyes and thinking for sure
"Ainran will not have my body"
He drifted back, a smile stretched out over his face as
the water lapped at his lips... then enveloped him, pulling
him down to the bottom of the river. The last thing he
saw was the light from the sun fading through the water
as Ainran arrived to block it out. He was content though,
as his feet touched the bottom, he had denied them the
pleasure of his blood...

Suddenly his hand began to glow bright silver, and just as the
water filled his lungs, it also seemed to shoot him straight
from the river floor to the shore... His vision dimmed, water
came pouring from his mouth while he gasped for air and
saw the blurred face of RJT, standing right over him and
pinning his weakened body to the floor. The man from the
water cursed his own breath and laid his head back against
the ground, closing his eyes and conceding to the urge to
slip away.

And then came the last roar

"MEATBALL TOO STRONG" and the poor, broken man
laid there, recieving blow after blow... only wishing the
attacker would finally end it. In fact, he almost wanted
to thank him when the last fist hit his head.

[Kamakazii]

clap...clap...clap...

[Eigthmark]

I really enjoyed reading that, ty Nao

[Wipeout]

The other dude JC got.

Nice running Raz II u got some ground on me, i like how you used the grassland/mudflats alot. Smart man. But wasnt smart to start heading back to where we first started the chase.

My ferryman failed me </3

[Shruikan]

btw - to any palibashers.
none of KA's cp's are sealed.

actually, 3 are, the south-east one isn't

[SgtCayir]

My ferryman failed me </3

Hi Raz. "I'm Neutral"