| Match | Map | Result | |
|---|---|---|---|
| Title Match | |AP| v <|PoP|> | nomaps | |AP| over <|PoP|> (6654 - 294) |
| Title Shot | [420th] v [S.S.] | nomaps | [420th] over [S.S.] (3794 - 1208) |
| 42Cdo v [BGA] | nomaps | [BGA] over 42Cdo (3080 - 2560) | |
|AP| over <|PoP|>
GG POP
Many people have messaged me directly and asked why a few of us are wearing the [rev] tag at the end of our names. Sadly it is to pay the respects to |AP|rev who has been given the unfortunate news of upcoming and untimely loss of his great life due to his battle with cancer. I implore anyone who knew him like we did or just wants to honor him, please rep the [rev] tag.
AP will be playing this season in revs honor and as we fight to win these matches, may rev beat the odds and win against cancer.
Life is to short to not live it. So take advantage of what you have been given and be good.
[rev]
[420th] over [S.S.]
An odd week with an interesting BGU match to end it. Despite losing 2 players, SS managed to bring it back during the 2nd half quite valiantly. A coup was crushed in the BGA/4th RF team, and a ringer was needed to cover for SS. Nevertheless, a well fought battle with great fun had by all.
And now I present to you an excerpt from Lions, The Great Betrayer, my new play.
Sheepy: Lions! Know that we are friends and clanmates. You cannot do this thing!
Lions: You will be slayed old man. The old world is dead, the new blood shall flow in my veins!
Lions attempts to strike at Sheepy, his sword swinging down upon Sheepy. A quick swipe of his musket sends Lions’ sword falling to the floor.
Sheepy: You shall not win. The crown which rests upon my head shall remain. Your meagre attempts to dethrone me pale in comparison to the attacks I hath weathered before. I am more powerful than you could ever imagine.
Lions: You are a pretentious fool. I have been trained by the greatest of warriors, even those among your inner circle. An individual even more powerful than ye.
Sheepy: Who? Who would dare to undermine my authority?
Lions steps closer to Sheepy, his hand gripping the knife affixed to his belt. Sweat beads down his head, knowing how much danger he is in. The battle with SS has left both of them worn and weary, and Lions is cautious, unsure of how much power Sheepy truly has.
Lions: I shall not name my coconspirators.
Sheepy: You laid Amsung low with a traitorous stab to the back, yet you now show some twisted form of honor?
Lions: Ha. Who are you to speak of honor?
Lions gestures at the surrounding battlefield, littered with the corpses of the recent skirmish
Lions: You are a killer, indiscriminate of the skill of your foes. You kill for the pleasure of it all. But I suppose then we are the same, because I will find plenty of pleasure in your death. I say this now – DIE, SHEEPMAN!
Lions strikes out with his knife, lunging forward at Sheepy’s heart. The knife pierces his flesh, before Lions’ wrist is caught by the quick upward strike of Sheepy’s musket. Lions recoils in pain, his wrist shattered. Before he can recover, a sharp bayonet slams into his skull, his last vision of life being the hateful eyes of Sheepyfano, Lord of the 4th RF.
Sheepy: You were my favorite!
Tears begin to well up in Sheepy’s eyes, the pain of slaying his favorite son overcoming him.
Sheepy: You were to be my heir…My successor….
[BGA] over 42Cdo
Thanks, Stas it was a hard match.
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