This post will not only state a great player that died but about 5 that have passed this league. They are all dead, forever, it is very sad. I had won our Junior league (which was players 18 and under). My Necromantic team was going to make a bolt for the adult league, still being 17 years old, and seeing how we could splice the leagues again I rejoined it.
Game one I won and it was all fun and games. Game two my 7/3/5/7 Block, Dodge Ghoul was killed by an Orc team for no reason. We had lost the game, but they killed poor old Sengir anyway.
The next game my team was finished moruning the early death of Seth, we play another Orc team. This orc game was very close, and my Wight, Shijin 6/3/4/8 wasn't much of stats, but he held a great possibility to become a fearce blitzer, his life was ended early when an orc blitzer pushed him into the crowd for no reason other then to take a 2-0 lead over my Blitzrifters, and his regeneration was just not what we had hoped for so he died.
The next game my team still emotionally very upset comes up to play the Chaos murder team. They were scared having a rookie wight and a rookie ghoul but they couldn't let that get in the way of our game. Sadly the game was going rough and we were losing, most of the team was in the KO, or dead box, but nothing to severe. The only players on the pitch are the wolves, a flesh golem, and a ghoul. The ghoul was standing the other players were smarter they stayed on the ground. Seth was hit, he fell hard, he spine has snapped and his career was over in one loud crack. His 7/3/4/7, Dodge, Block, Surehands, Sidestep will live in infamy forever.
After that my team recouperated a few games and were feeling confident. They then played a dwarf player where Turell met an untimely death. Turrell was good Zombie did his job of being hit. But he was special he rolled a double. He had normal 4/3/2/8 stats but Block, Tackle, Guard were he marvelous skills. The Necro's were very upset in losing all of their AG4+ guys in 3 games but manage to move on with life. In the dwarf game they are losing once again and Turrell was trying to assist a block, but instead was made victim of one. He was taked down and his head popped right off and rolled around for a while. He ran around trying to get it but soon couldn't find it because a Troll Slayer had eaten it, he then died a death in the arms of Friyak, the team's star Werewolf. He will be missed, but Yelt so angry about this rolled a double near end of the game replacing Turrell's double, and he became a Block, Dirty Player, Guard zombie.
The next game the team is very distraught after losing 4 very key players decides its time to get some blood. Orc was the next opponent, and we decided to take it out on them. Unfortunately the Blitzrifters didn't realize the Orc team was defending champions and did not fair so well. In that game another rookie Seth II was killed. He did nothing wrong to anyone he just wanted to have fun and play the game but instead he was killed for enjoying himself. A mean Orc blitzer came and blind sided him with a shoulder block, dislocating his collar bone. He died in the dugout from the pain and suffering he was then burried after the game. Friyak went out for blood being an Ironman and almost destroyed the Orc Blitzer but only causing a Miss this game. In that game. Vilroth the other star werewolf was taken and beaten relentlessly for no reason other then he is a werewolf. He was given a niggle and felt it was time to retire. He was a 8/3/3/8 Catch, Claws, Frenzy, Block, Dodge, Sidestep, Tackle werewolf, and only needed 16 more points to gain his skill at 76 SPP, knowng this would most likey result in another niggle he retired and became assistant coach.
The next game was played against Undead, not a very good player but nevertheless another undead. Friyak did his usual being the only one in position he scored 3 TD's earning his skill at 126 SPP. The other werewolf Vilroth Jr, had earned his first skill in the previous game and was now AG4, but fell and badly hurt himself with a sprained knee he couldn't play much of the game. Friyak has now earned his next skill at 126 SPP exactly. He rolls his skill, perfect roll, but he fails his aging and he gained a niggle. He now has his normal stats 8/3/3/8, Catch, Claws, Frenzy, Block, Dodge, Sidestep, Stripball, Tackle, Shadowing, but also a sad Niggle. He wants to still play and will until his injury is so bad he can no longer continue and is forced into retirement. He hopes his injury won't affect his career.
The Blitzrifters after a 10 games sit at 5-5 and are holding a grip on a playoff spot in the wildcards. They unfortunately have to play 3/5 teams that killed their AG+ guys but they don't fear them. They will go into those games hopeing to win, but if players die then they die. The Blitzrifters no longer fear anyone they would rather die and bring someone down with them then let the early deaths go unnoticed.
May they rest in peace....(again)
R.I.P. thread.
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Last season in the HBBL I lost my two VLL GR's and my Rat Ogre in a two game span. The first GR was pushed 4 spaces into the crowd in the semi-finals. In the finals I had to use my apoth to let my other star GR play the match as he niggled out. The opening hit of the game was ogre vs. Rat Ogre...well the recap can tell the tale.
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Brutality and Victory
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Grimstone Stadium (FP) -The final whistle has sounded and a champion has been crowned! But is it the crafty skaven of Fumble Ratsky or the grim-faced, longbeards of Dikadar's Drunken Dwarves? Well, if you weren't watching on Cabalvision, and weren't one of the 132,000 screaming fans, or if you've just been living under a rock, allow us to illuminate you.
Right from the get-go things favored the home team. It was fitting that Achilles' old smashed knee from the regular season match-up against DDD acted up. After all, he'd be facing the very trollslayer that delivered the blow. Luckily, Dr. Mortimer Goodplague rushed in and Achilles was able to play. But, this would later cost Fumble Ratsky dearly.
As the Deathroller rumbled onto the pitch, Prometheus Tendonwhip exclaimed, "You see! I told you they had one! Where is that little #$%^ Merrybacon!?" On the skaven sideline, Hakflem Skuttlespike and an aged wizard stood at the ready as DDD got ready to receive the ball.
The first hit of the game would set the stage, as Ogre and Rat Ogre clashed. Seething with rage, the two titans met and jaws dropped throughout the stadium as Atlas crashed to the pitch, DEAD! Then the Deathroller thundered forwards. Two more skaven were blasted to the pitch. One stunned and the other KO'd for the half. The dwarven fans were frenzied now as the cage began to form!
"Blast that damnable Deathroller!" roared Head Coach Melifaxis, trying to control the damage before his team was utterly slaughtered. The aged wizard stepped forward and unleashed a mighty ball of flame catching the ogre and Deathroller. The boiler exploded in a blinding flash and the ogre was knocked down from the force of the blast as well. Zeus and Ares led a charge up the left flank, and Achilles streaked past them, going after the ballcarrier with Hakflem. Hecate lined up a downed dwarf with his elbow and KO'ed him. The ref was watching Fumble Ratsky closely now!
The next moments were tense. Rats went flying, the cage tightened on two sides, Hakflem and Achilles pushed the ballcarrier back from his protective cage, and Hecate was ejected for his second foul of the match giving the dwarves a two-man advantage on the pitch!
Then it happened.
The cage blasted forwards and Dikadar's heavily lauded runner tried to dodge. That's right...a DWARF....tried to DODGE. He crashed to the pitch and the ball came loose. Ares smashed a dwarf away from the ball knocking him off the pitch, and Hakflem rushed in to grab it. Achilles grinned as he took the handoff from the star and streaked into the end zone! Fumble Ratsky led 1-0 but none of their knocked out players regained consciousness. The reserves stepped onto the pitch to fill the gaps.
The remainder of the half was consumed by another slow-grinding advance by the dwarves. All attempts to shatter the cage were thwarted and the textbook play resulted in the equalizer! Kronos Bladelicker pulled out his poisoned dagger for the final moments of the half. He inflicted no damage but did not get caught by the official. The dagger would remain in play for the rest of the match.
The second half began with a thrown rock. Fortunately for DDD, it stunned a dwarf that was in no position to affect play. Prometheus Tendonwhip gathered the deep kick and was flanked by Artemis Warptoe and Crius Spikefist. The rest of the squad blasted down the left flank again. Achilles streaked towards open field and Ares and Zeus kept the trollslayer as far away from the sidelines as possible. The rest of the team flooded behind the dwarven line to buy Achilles time. If they could just get him the ball they would have the lead and only need to stop the dwarven advance once.
Then Achilles died.
Yes, died. He tripped on his own feet after making an easy dodge to get just a bit farther away from the approaching dwarves. Fumble Ratsky's two fabled gutter runners were now both dead.
Head Coach Melifaxis and the rest of the team were determined to make sure that his death was not in vain. The dwarven defenders had shifted to cover the speedy rat and it was the only advantage Fumble Ratsky had left to work with. Prometheus Tendonwhip spotted the opening and streaked forward to make the pass. Ares made the catch and moved into a loose fitting cage. Meanwhile Kronos knocked a dwarf off the pitch with a quick stab of his dagger and Coeus Rotblade took out the closest dwarf with a blitz. The dwarf was only stunned, thick-headed as he was.
Invaluable seconds trickled away as Ares pulled up short of the endzone and his teammates stood ready to pay the price. Their bodies would be sacrificed, but they needed to force the dwarves to play a more aggressive offense. But would the gamble pay off? Three more skaven were KO'd and a DODGING dwarf forced Ares to score sooner than he would have liked. There was still plenty of time for the dwarves to tie the score and precious few skaven left to take the pitch even now, much less in overtime. Hakflem would not return from the sidelines, nor would Zeus. Both remained unconscious.
But, the kick was perfect.
Artemis cornered it in the back of the endzone and Fumble Ratsky blitzed down both sides, dodging past the defenders to pressure the ball carrier. Still the cage formed. The advance had begun. A longbeard blasted Bacchus Liverplague to the pitch as another did the same to Crius Spikefist. The cage advanced.
Still pumped up from scoring a touchdown, Ares put his claw to work crushing a longbeard's leg and fracturing it. Yet, still the cage advanced. Dikadar had the ball in the hands of his star runner, whose strength was greater than any remaining member of Fumble Ratsky.
It's in times like these when leader's are born.
In a daring maneuver, Coeus Rotblade shouted, "Swarm the cage! Our lives are nothing without victory!" Only then did, Rotblade blitz the corner longbeard. The force of his hit knocked out the dwarf, but more importantly had pushed him into the ballcarrier and forced him back precious inches. But, the cage was not broken, and continued its advance, blasting skaven to each side and leaving three of them stunned.
The dwarves were within striking distance now and only Artemis Warptoe remained standing to impede the cage from a straight charge to the endzone. Ares and Prometheus stood to the left forcing the cage to move in just that direction.
It's in times like these when Boneheads are killed.
Scratching his jaw, the DDD ogre forgot that he was to blitz Artemis aside. The skaven fans came back to life! Forced to abandon the cage if they were to score, the dwarven runner had little choice. With the ogre blocking his path, he would also need to DODGE through two defenders to score. The dwarven fans began to leave the stadium. Gritting his teeth, the runner tucked the ball and charged!
Legend will one day speak of the prowess of old number five...the only dwarf to ever dodge through a maze of tackle-zones. Some may argue that a Rune of Agility was somehow snuck onto him, some may say he was actually a short, bearded amazon in disguise, but what remains is that SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, he did it. All that remained was to push his short legs beyond their normal range so that he could reach the endzone before time expired.
And that's when he fell.
Skaven fans charged the field as Prometheus grabbed the loose ball and threw it up field to secure the win. Ares pulled in the ball after a feeble interception attempt by the dwarves. The dwarves cut into the remaining skaven with a fury heretofore unseen on the pitch. Four skaven were stunned, two knocked out, and Hades Spleensplitter will forever have a bad back, but to the ten living members of Fumble Ratsky they will always remember the moment of victory!
Final Score 2-1
Casualties 2-1 in favor of DDD
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Brutality and Victory
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Grimstone Stadium (FP) -The final whistle has sounded and a champion has been crowned! But is it the crafty skaven of Fumble Ratsky or the grim-faced, longbeards of Dikadar's Drunken Dwarves? Well, if you weren't watching on Cabalvision, and weren't one of the 132,000 screaming fans, or if you've just been living under a rock, allow us to illuminate you.
Right from the get-go things favored the home team. It was fitting that Achilles' old smashed knee from the regular season match-up against DDD acted up. After all, he'd be facing the very trollslayer that delivered the blow. Luckily, Dr. Mortimer Goodplague rushed in and Achilles was able to play. But, this would later cost Fumble Ratsky dearly.
As the Deathroller rumbled onto the pitch, Prometheus Tendonwhip exclaimed, "You see! I told you they had one! Where is that little #$%^ Merrybacon!?" On the skaven sideline, Hakflem Skuttlespike and an aged wizard stood at the ready as DDD got ready to receive the ball.
The first hit of the game would set the stage, as Ogre and Rat Ogre clashed. Seething with rage, the two titans met and jaws dropped throughout the stadium as Atlas crashed to the pitch, DEAD! Then the Deathroller thundered forwards. Two more skaven were blasted to the pitch. One stunned and the other KO'd for the half. The dwarven fans were frenzied now as the cage began to form!
"Blast that damnable Deathroller!" roared Head Coach Melifaxis, trying to control the damage before his team was utterly slaughtered. The aged wizard stepped forward and unleashed a mighty ball of flame catching the ogre and Deathroller. The boiler exploded in a blinding flash and the ogre was knocked down from the force of the blast as well. Zeus and Ares led a charge up the left flank, and Achilles streaked past them, going after the ballcarrier with Hakflem. Hecate lined up a downed dwarf with his elbow and KO'ed him. The ref was watching Fumble Ratsky closely now!
The next moments were tense. Rats went flying, the cage tightened on two sides, Hakflem and Achilles pushed the ballcarrier back from his protective cage, and Hecate was ejected for his second foul of the match giving the dwarves a two-man advantage on the pitch!
Then it happened.
The cage blasted forwards and Dikadar's heavily lauded runner tried to dodge. That's right...a DWARF....tried to DODGE. He crashed to the pitch and the ball came loose. Ares smashed a dwarf away from the ball knocking him off the pitch, and Hakflem rushed in to grab it. Achilles grinned as he took the handoff from the star and streaked into the end zone! Fumble Ratsky led 1-0 but none of their knocked out players regained consciousness. The reserves stepped onto the pitch to fill the gaps.
The remainder of the half was consumed by another slow-grinding advance by the dwarves. All attempts to shatter the cage were thwarted and the textbook play resulted in the equalizer! Kronos Bladelicker pulled out his poisoned dagger for the final moments of the half. He inflicted no damage but did not get caught by the official. The dagger would remain in play for the rest of the match.
The second half began with a thrown rock. Fortunately for DDD, it stunned a dwarf that was in no position to affect play. Prometheus Tendonwhip gathered the deep kick and was flanked by Artemis Warptoe and Crius Spikefist. The rest of the squad blasted down the left flank again. Achilles streaked towards open field and Ares and Zeus kept the trollslayer as far away from the sidelines as possible. The rest of the team flooded behind the dwarven line to buy Achilles time. If they could just get him the ball they would have the lead and only need to stop the dwarven advance once.
Then Achilles died.
Yes, died. He tripped on his own feet after making an easy dodge to get just a bit farther away from the approaching dwarves. Fumble Ratsky's two fabled gutter runners were now both dead.
Head Coach Melifaxis and the rest of the team were determined to make sure that his death was not in vain. The dwarven defenders had shifted to cover the speedy rat and it was the only advantage Fumble Ratsky had left to work with. Prometheus Tendonwhip spotted the opening and streaked forward to make the pass. Ares made the catch and moved into a loose fitting cage. Meanwhile Kronos knocked a dwarf off the pitch with a quick stab of his dagger and Coeus Rotblade took out the closest dwarf with a blitz. The dwarf was only stunned, thick-headed as he was.
Invaluable seconds trickled away as Ares pulled up short of the endzone and his teammates stood ready to pay the price. Their bodies would be sacrificed, but they needed to force the dwarves to play a more aggressive offense. But would the gamble pay off? Three more skaven were KO'd and a DODGING dwarf forced Ares to score sooner than he would have liked. There was still plenty of time for the dwarves to tie the score and precious few skaven left to take the pitch even now, much less in overtime. Hakflem would not return from the sidelines, nor would Zeus. Both remained unconscious.
But, the kick was perfect.
Artemis cornered it in the back of the endzone and Fumble Ratsky blitzed down both sides, dodging past the defenders to pressure the ball carrier. Still the cage formed. The advance had begun. A longbeard blasted Bacchus Liverplague to the pitch as another did the same to Crius Spikefist. The cage advanced.
Still pumped up from scoring a touchdown, Ares put his claw to work crushing a longbeard's leg and fracturing it. Yet, still the cage advanced. Dikadar had the ball in the hands of his star runner, whose strength was greater than any remaining member of Fumble Ratsky.
It's in times like these when leader's are born.
In a daring maneuver, Coeus Rotblade shouted, "Swarm the cage! Our lives are nothing without victory!" Only then did, Rotblade blitz the corner longbeard. The force of his hit knocked out the dwarf, but more importantly had pushed him into the ballcarrier and forced him back precious inches. But, the cage was not broken, and continued its advance, blasting skaven to each side and leaving three of them stunned.
The dwarves were within striking distance now and only Artemis Warptoe remained standing to impede the cage from a straight charge to the endzone. Ares and Prometheus stood to the left forcing the cage to move in just that direction.
It's in times like these when Boneheads are killed.
Scratching his jaw, the DDD ogre forgot that he was to blitz Artemis aside. The skaven fans came back to life! Forced to abandon the cage if they were to score, the dwarven runner had little choice. With the ogre blocking his path, he would also need to DODGE through two defenders to score. The dwarven fans began to leave the stadium. Gritting his teeth, the runner tucked the ball and charged!
Legend will one day speak of the prowess of old number five...the only dwarf to ever dodge through a maze of tackle-zones. Some may argue that a Rune of Agility was somehow snuck onto him, some may say he was actually a short, bearded amazon in disguise, but what remains is that SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, he did it. All that remained was to push his short legs beyond their normal range so that he could reach the endzone before time expired.
And that's when he fell.
Skaven fans charged the field as Prometheus grabbed the loose ball and threw it up field to secure the win. Ares pulled in the ball after a feeble interception attempt by the dwarves. The dwarves cut into the remaining skaven with a fury heretofore unseen on the pitch. Four skaven were stunned, two knocked out, and Hades Spleensplitter will forever have a bad back, but to the ten living members of Fumble Ratsky they will always remember the moment of victory!
Final Score 2-1
Casualties 2-1 in favor of DDD
Reason: ''
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Woodelf vs. Chaos - one off game
The Woodelf hired Jordell Freshbreeze, the Chaos Player hired
the Minotour Starplayer.
The game has just started and the Chaos player shouted loud:
-Now i´m gonna blitz your little Woodie Starplayer with my allmighty, superbad Minotour Starplayer, his end is near...
The mino moved, blocked, rolled triple Skull, and died!
And everybody in the room (even the Chaos player) laughed until it hurts..
The Woodelf hired Jordell Freshbreeze, the Chaos Player hired
the Minotour Starplayer.
The game has just started and the Chaos player shouted loud:
-Now i´m gonna blitz your little Woodie Starplayer with my allmighty, superbad Minotour Starplayer, his end is near...
The mino moved, blocked, rolled triple Skull, and died!
And everybody in the room (even the Chaos player) laughed until it hurts..
Reason: ''