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  1. Posted · Edited by zebra

    I don't understand all the whining about nerfing races. All of you constantly complain about a race until it gets nerfed and then proceed to the next race to bitch about. Blademaster has been on the server for who knows how long and hasn't been touched, then all of a sudden, its a giant circlejerk to get it nerfed.

     

    Edit: instead of nerfing races, we should just move onto the top10 players. 1% chance to evade marzu's bullets Kappa

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    On 10/22/2016 at 2:59 PM, Junzou said:

    Face if I donate can we #BringBackGnat?

     

    On 10/22/2016 at 5:39 PM, Junzou said:

    Seriously, $25 to bring back gnat in its previous state, at a level 1500 race for 6 months... $30 if I get priority play on it. Rename it Junzou, if you want to instill a sense of hatred towards me from the server.

     

    I think you're in the wrong community. Let me help redirect you https://www.gametracker.com/server_info/64.74.97.131:27015/

  10. Posted

    On one hand, we have most of the regulars complaining about Dragon Knight, and on the other end is Wish saying how much it sucks because he doesn't want his new favorite race to get nerfed. It's the same situation when meown (or whatever his name was) was playing Impetus and triggered the entire server. The core issue with most people is the damage reduction and the health regen. It's like a psuedo-wizard in the aspect that it never dies, but it's not handicapped with a movement speed reduction.

     

    Now that's not to say I want the race nerfed. I'm the kind of person where I think every race should just be buffed to match other OP races Kappa 

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  22. Posted · Edited by zebra

                Undead. Orc. Human. Elf. Long ago, the four races lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Horde attacked. Only GodDang, master of GO, could stop them, but when the world needed him most, he was nerfed. A hundred maps passed and my brother and I discovered the new GodDang, a War3 player named zebra. And although his bhop skills are great, he has a lot of leveling before he’s ready to save anyone. But I believe zebra can save the world.

     

                Years ago, when I was traveling across Dust2, I was just outside long A, walking towards double doors. As I peeked the doorway, I saw a hellish figure on the other side—a dark green, almost pitch black Orc. In his right hand emerged a grenade, and was flung towards my direction. In an instant, I blinked away; however, the explosion was too great. Three of my friends had perished in the blast, and I was on the brink of death. The filthy black Orc approached my lifeless body, determined to deliver the finishing blow. I closed my eyes, and accepted death. A few seconds passed and I’m still breathing. Still alive. I slowly open eyes, only to be blinded by a striped black-and-white enigmatic player. This person saved my life, and this is the story of how zebra came to be.

     

                I traveled with this majestic awe-inspiring man through many maps: cbble, westwood, office, etc… In return for saving my life, I could only dedicate my own to following zebra in his footsteps. I watched his growth expand with every passing round and every Orc slain. At first, it was subtle; he arbitrarily decided that jumping was the most efficient form of travel. As more time passed, his appearance changed. His body faded into the scenery, unable to be seen and even appeared to look more foe than friend. As his abilities became more proficient, and the number on his MAG-7 exponentially increased, I knew it was a matter of time before we traveled to Italy.

     

                Along the path to Italy, we gathered many comrades: seven Humans, eight Undeads, and nine Night Elves. We all shared a common goal—the annihilation of the Orcish Horde. The night before the invasion, the camp was filled with murmurs. Everyone was mumbling to themselves, and it was impossible to distinguish what they were saying. I was puzzled. If I had to guess, all of them were saying “buy tome” over and over.

     

                When we first reached Italy, the undead were sent in first as infantry. With their agility, they sped towards their spawn fearlessly. In the distance, you could hear the faint explosions and the cries of tens of orcs dying. As soon as the noise died down, we ventured into their den. Similar to how cats have nine lives, Orcs have two lives. We waited until they respawned, and the instant they did, the Night Elves entangled all of them. There must have been at least 28 Orcs entangled at this time. What happened next surprised all of us. Lightning scattered across the skies and struck every Night Elf. Not once, not twice, but twenty-eight times they were struck. None of them survived.

     

                Still entangled, zebra proceeded to ace the Orc team. His bhop skills were great, weaving between each target. They tried shooting at zebra, but bullet wounds healed as soon as they were made, and it was a sight to behold. From the rear, you can hear the cackling of a distinct green-dinosaur. This Orc was particularly filthy and black. In an instant, all the Orcs were resurrected. This was an unprecedented moment in history. Orcs with three lives! All guns were trained on zebra and bullets were shooting. Grenades were flying. Zebra couldn’t heal fast enough. It was as if someone had capped how fast he could regenerate. In a desperation attempt, zebra unleashed his final ability “AFFIRMATIVE”. This was the moment I was waiting for—watching all this time. Zebra’s white body with black stripes changed colors. It was a beautiful, dynamic process that, for a moment, even made the Orcs stop their assault. Then this body became static again. He was killed shortly after.

     

                And so I escaped. I witnessed the legacy of GodDang within zebra. Perhaps if his ultimate wasn’t a complete utter shitbag waste of space, he could finally ace the Orc menace, but that is a different story for a different day. For now, my name is Star, and I will forever remember my savior, zebra.

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