Rickster pivoted on his heel, hefting his spear to block the incoming attack from Terrorblaze. He wasn’t even sure if it was the real Soul Keeper. Several Soul Keepers and Phantom Lancers fought on the battlefield, each seemingly evenly matched. Too busy to look for the real one, he instead had to focus on staying alive. Slowly he started to notice his images were starting to fade, and was forced to reveal himself for a split second by activating...>

Piemonger knelt at the waterfall in contemplation of his situation. It was fair to say he was not at all dissatisfied with being a woman in this competition, especially an elf woman, but something scratched at his manliness barrier, and it scratched bad. Or maybe that was just the armour he was wearing. He continued to consider this until a grunt roused him from his stupor. “Wassup?” Cloak flying and weapon ready, Piemonger turned...>

Icefrog sipped his Martini silently at his table in the sentinel tavern. The place was packed at this time of night, as alliances were formed, dashed and tales and news was exchanged. His table was also occupied by two others, the Stone Giant OrcI82) (Who was undergoing a growth spurt at the time and so had to sit on the ground because he had already broken his usual seat.) and Rifleman00, the Sniper. Mafaga the Anti Mage had tried to take a seat,...>

Bribery and offers of free Buttsecks always make a less favourable situation for those involved. LDraggy surveyed his surroundings silently. He had come late to the party but he was very much a part of it now as the new hero, the Beastmaster. Much to LDraggy’s delight he had been gifted with a special relic, the Lag stick. Catching this Beastmaster was no easy task considering his naturally high speed, a piggy to slow them down, and a...>

Captain_Hook shambled through the forest looking for victims he could pick off through the trees. He had shifted away from his original hunting target, the Nerubian Weaver Sindicate, after the weaver had constantly backed away whenever he got within hooking range…Something was dodgy about him…Regardless, despite the slow start, Captain_Hook was very ready to start raking in the cash. Best of all he really wanted to say “Ahhh fresh...>

Deadly7 had found controlling 3 bodies that made up the Goblin Techies the most surreal experience of his life. He had quickly set about to farming creeps and getting mana regen items, and then to farming heros. He had used his blink dagger to good effect to escape attacks, which came often. Cisko56 had already bitten the dust in a most satisfying matter. The Tormented Soul had attacked quickly and brutally and the Goblin Techies had ran away on low...>

How can one be emo when one fails at being emo? But technically wouldn’t one go emo when one fails at being emo? I’ll leave that question to the philosophers. Pendragon_ had been serious about slitting his wrists and committing suicide. There was no way he was going to be a part of this stupid competition with such a bland hero like the Dragon Knight. He quickly set to drawing his sword and laying it delicately across his wrists....>