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ThrowsWe all know the situation – you're winning. You're not just winning you are destroying the enemy team. If the enemy team was named 'Butter', your team name would be 'Hot Knife', because you're cutting through them like well … a hot knife cuts through butter. Over 40 minutes in, you're all fed as hell, close to full build across the team. They only have their Nexus turrets left, minions pushing every lane, the whole map is warded, you just took baron, so in short: life is good. And then Vayne decides to end the game. Alone. She's running towards the enemy base like there's no tomorrow and in fact … the enemy team that had just wiped right before Baron is back up. Brave Vayne takes them on - she is determined to win this. Now. Well it doesn't work as planned. Meanwhile Thresh is running towards Vayne, lantern in hand, hoping to get in range to save her sorry ass but he is just that one second to slow and gets caught by the Vi ult. That's two down. Death timers at over 5
The first hours of solitude (week 4) She only followed Keith with her eyes as he walked away down the long corridor. It wasn’t easy resisting the urge to chase him down and try to pummel information out of him. His high and mighty stupid answers had just frustrated and angered her. Luckily she was still calm enough to be able to realistically calculate her chances and was smart enough to know that he probably wasn’t someone whose bad side she wanted to be on. He was unwilling and arrogant yes, but so far he hadn’t been outright rude or dangerous. The second his silhouette had turned out of sight, she unclenched her fist and turned to face the open door.The furniture inside the large room looked as if it had never been used before. She ran her fingers over the mint green cushioning of one of the old fashioned sofas and wondered what kind of noble house she was in. The only time she had ever seen similar furnishing before was inside palaces that had been turned into museums and those were hundreds
Keith (week 3) Taken aback she blinked a few times and then closed her eyes. She counted to sixty before she dared open them again. The sight that met her eyes was unlike anything she had ever seen before and made her wonder if she might still be dreaming. The snow-covered courtyard looked normal enough, in the center a large fountain that was spewing water, despite the fact that the rest of the water in sight was frozen. The trees that lined the perfectly cleared paths were covered in a thick layer of undisturbed white – just like the statues that decorated the enclosed area. All of that wasn’t too abnormal, extravagant yes, but not exactly out of the ordinary. It was what her eyes saw on the horizon that made her blink again. Behind the gate a large waterfall was falling from a cloud as if it were a mountain cliff – without a mountain. Otherwise the sky was void of clouds, so she knew there was no mountain there. It made no sense. She reached for the iron handle that
The first room (week 2)"It's surreal, don't you think?" I said to Sonja while staring up into the clear sky, where an enormous dragon was leisurely slithering its way through thin air. She laughed but didn't answer, her Digital Camera was as glued to the spectacle between scarce white clouds as her eyes were.It had no wings, but levitated anyway, as if gravity was nonexistent. It's many arms were pulled up to its body as the massive creature easily maneuvered its way around tall buildings. Despite the distance I could make out the colors of its body, mainly red and yellow. Somehow it seemed so cliche.Every one on the busy street had stopped and begun to stare into the sky just as we had, some pointed, others merely stared, but most pulled out a device or another to film the appearance.“It must be some kind of hologram”, Sonja stated after a while, “you know, to attract tourists, or maybe it's some kind of holiday today.”The look on my face was a clear display of what I thought of
Brotherhood (week 1)“Would you just shut the fuck up Francis?” Keith growled in his brothers’ direction. Everything was going wrong. Absolutely everything and the last thing he needed was his older siblings’ opinion on the matter at hand. He needed to concentrate and neither annoying Francis, nor his own racing heart, were helping very much. Not that Francis was ever much help.“Just sayin … if you had listened to me, all of this wouldn’t have happened.” Francis said and Keith didn’t have to see him to know how wide the smug on his damn face was.“Oh.” Keith stated without looking up from the shards he was examining. The remains of the crystal he had placed earlier. It looked as if it had been blasted apart from the inside. Despite his attempt to analyze the material he found no trace of who or what had destroyed it.“Yeah, sure. Next time I’ll listen to your retarded ideas and everything will blow up instead of just this, then