Criminology

I called during the first round. Eugene Crab called during the second round. I called third round again. Only the low levels of EF participated in this mini. cb 60-75 (50xp exception).

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Thanks for the mini.

Both teams did their best, Exiled Force was lucky to have it's finest members online.



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Thanks for the mini EoP.

EXILED FORCE
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Eruption of Pures
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Thanks for the mini EoP.

Amazing visual of the trip: FATALL's vision.


Fabian's version.




Like all good things, it started with two man hula-hooping and Lucky Egg wandering around asking if people wanted to touch his
Lucky Egg. Then, a chorus of voices chanting, “Speech, speech, speech!”

There was a click as the teamspeak activated, “Do you *$ing want it?!” A deep, God like voice asked.

“I *$ing want it!” Everyone shouted back (Except Lucky Egg, who continued to ask people if they wanted to touch his lucky egg, and me, who was busy feeding an orphaned prairie dog.)



After the speech we set out for Spider Village with courage planted in our hearts and the knowledge that we would be testing our strength against a might enemy, the Dutchies. And then we saw why the place was called Spider Village. There were spiders everywhere! Suddenly, fear clenched our hearts. Fatall tried to act tough, but we all heard him crying over the teamspeak. I peed a little but didn’t say anything.

Despite the odds, we made it inside, where we huddled together for protection. At this point, there was only 15 of us left. Outside, we could hear the monsters feeding on our brethren. I contemplated selling my compatriots out and making a run for it, but before I could, a war cry pierced the silence.

The Mighty Dutchies were coming.

We gulped down our fear and Fatall started crying again, then battle commenced.

Our men scattered like a Lincoln Log house kicked by an angry child. They ran for the doors, where the spiders waited hungrily outside. But then the Teamspeak spoke up, and we regrouped. Knowing that I needed to put the team on my back, I pulled out my scimitar and charged. I closed my eyes because I was scared, and when I opened them again, all the Dutchies were dead. Hands grabbed my shoulder. “You’re a hero!” Everyone shouted.

“Damn straight,” I said. I looked around, and not one of us had died. Drysoda -1. Dutchies –Spider Food.

Thinking the war of Saturday was over, I laughed and rolled in the sunshine. But then the Teamspeak spoke up again, and all joy vanished.

The infamous Strike Team had heard of our exploits, and were bent on our destruction.

Knowing that I could carry the team, Fatall decided we would attack the Strike Team before their devious machinations could come into fruition. “For the greater good!” he said, finally pulling his sword from his sheathe. Unfortunately for him, he fell forward and cut someone in two.

With only 14 of us left, we headed to the land of the Greater Demons, where the Strike Team bred with the demons and produced their twisted Strike Team offspring. We gathered north of their house and rallied for a charge.

“We must slay all of them!” Fatall shouted, leaving his sword in his sheathe (Thank god, because I was closest to him). “If any of the monsters escape, they will come back to eat our children!”

With those words ringing in our ears, we pulled out our bows and scimitars and charged. They rushed the house while I held the Demons off. After I had killed all the monsters and watched the newest Twilight movie, I ran back to help them.

To no great surprise, they were being overwhelmed by the superior leveled Strike Team. It’s Hero time, I said to myself. Again I closed my eyes and began swinging everywhere, humming the Power Ranger theme song to myself. When I opened them, the Strike Team was lying slain at my feet, but Alas! In my blood rage I had chopped up an old friend, I-infection. For a moment I felt bad. Then I realized he had a nice watch, so I took it and we walked away, heavy with the loots of our enemies.

But, what we didn’t know was that one of the monsters had escaped, and was already plotting their vengeance…

But whatever, we still had lots of loot.



PiC Vs Dutchies

Rules:

1 def cap
Dung off
Spider village



PiC Vs ST

Rules:

1 def cap
dung off
GDZ










Thanks to Drysoda for the write up. <3
Thanks to Alcher for the amazing speech!

Second round we won despite some Fury members not using team-capes... (sad)








Third round we won again despite some Fury members not using team-capes again... (sad)


Respect for Mex though for standing strong when he was last man left.

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