A month ago on April 8th, right before the most fantastic and amazing Proleague finals took place (yeah SKT!), some 1,300 people were watching a showmatch on Sayle's stream.
The premise was simple. An evil and terrible veteran of the Brood Wars crushing the life out of the poor, innocent little noob girl, akin to the bloody Colosseum executions of ancient times. Who knew mankind would be interested in observing an event of such cruelty and barbarianism. And yet, it turned out to be morbidly popular.
She knew not the game, and she wandered around helplessly lost on an unfamiliar map, with dozens of spirits whispering conflicting and confusing advice in her ear. Eventually it became too much. She called upon the the Prince of the Skies for help, but no matter how much the fleet TATATATATA'd, they could not save her. She cried out, "TERRAN IMBA," then fell to her knees in defeat.
It was truly a moment of shame and sorrow. But as she lay there, beaten, a fire flared up in her heart. She could not fall, not this hour, not this day. She would make him see that she had more strength in her than he could ever imagine. For a month she trained without rest or respite. Her friends and her brother, the Bid of Hot, taught her everything they knew about battle. Before long, she was ready.
Today would be the day for revenge.
The evil man was greedy. Like the empire of Rome, he had spread himself too thin, too fast. She had a plan this time: she would take him by surprise. The wind barely rustled as the Templars of Darkness swept through the man's bases, laying waste to his sinister structures and minions. Screams of dying men pierced the air as the invisible blades descended swiftly, silencing them forever.
But the evil man would not give up. He fled, regrouped, and then challenged the girl again.
He sneered at her for fighting from the shadows. And so this time, she sent a different force. A battalion of her finest warriors, each braver and stronger than the last. They charged straight into the evil man's lair, bellowing the call of their people. His paltry defenses collapsed before her, no match for her fearsome champions, and finally, he uttered the words of surrender.
"gg"
The evil man's admission of my superiority.
Note: The terms were as they were last time. Kiante is severely handicapped by the following conditions:
- Offrace - Can only use 1 hand - Kill 1 starting worker - Give vision
LOL Well done Kiett u are a true hero in the world, there will be a place for u in bisu's heavenly palace :D U gonna release the replay? p.s where is the manga of this 0_o
today's rematches... well the games themselves weren't that interesting (although the chat was amusing ^^). just a P DT rushing a T and then massing speedlots lol
Those handicaps. It's like challenging someone to beat Super Mario Bros without jumping and then going "Hah!" when they die to the first goomba because they can't jump.
On May 15 2012 20:57 Sayle wrote: This isn't right. zaMNal was supposed to beat Kiante to win your heart. This is like some weird feminist rendition of a classic fairytale...
Alas... their battle was schedule for 2 weeks after the challenge. But then the days passed by, and nothing happened. If a man cannot keep to his promise and defend the honor of a woman, then the woman must do it herself.
EPT
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