Good evening mortals.
After an invigorating, but yet meaningful show of my true selflessness nature, tonight the ever dominant wolf pack ( or Terminal cafe as we want to be known as for tax avoidance schemes and to hide from the better teams), threw a lifeline to our nearest “competitor”.
After much deliberation, I decided to it better to kick half of my faction (as my back hurts due to all the carrying) and assimilate half of my nearest “competition”. I mean, who would not want to be a part of my faction? After all, my hair is AMAZING !!
I look forward to announcing the thrashing I personally will give your regions best teams. The only reason I need a faction is because of this stupid idea that it take 8 teams. And taking the best 15 from the nearest cometition will just make life easier. But enough about them. It is all about me.
I look forward to taking your team out with my superior mellee teams. Or range teams. I have every toon there is, so you don’t stand a chance. I am #1 in Decaraur. Have I mentioned that before?
#1 in Decataur & #1 in your hearts. And guys, keep your gals locked up. My man-bun is irresistable and has the women virtualy swooning. I can’t fight them off fast enough with my virtual stick.
So I, Lames (#1 in Decataur if I haven’t already mentioned it) am saying that who ever comes against Decataur, you may as well join my pack of swooning virtual women and give yourselves to me as after a short while, you will be putty in my hands.
If you are coming to war against me, you may as well not bother as I have worked out all the outcomes and I wind up #1 !!! Haha
So bow down in awe this coming CRW and watch in awe & delight.