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To be blunt, I won't be joining the tourney. I am 100% unable to download EUW and play at all decently because my ping over there will be 200-300+ easily, not to mention the fact that I own literally 0 champs on my level 1 EUW account. The only way I will be able to play(and probably quite a few other NA players) would be if it was on the PBE or NA server. Then you run into the problem of EU players not having good ping, but at least then the champ pools are going to be better. So yeah. To be honest, this tourney will probably end up being dominated mostly/almost entirely by EUW players since you guys will have superior ping and champion pool, putting the NA/EUNE(ping would still be decent most likely for them at least) players at a severe disadvantage. And I doubt many people like trying to win a prize when another group has such a large advantage over them due to reasons beyond the player's control. EDIT: Disagree completely with the Garen thing. He has a good laning phase, beating quite a few people, his ult is a solid execute, and since his recent change he scales slightly better into late-game by helping his E and Q hit harder than they did before later on. He is also manaless, so no need to worry about mana conservation. So yeah, he's an excellent champ to learn for newbies. Far from the best still, yeah, and there are probably better choices, but he's still a good champ to learn.

Jack...had been tired after everything that had happened. Getting transported across a dimensional hole...transformed into a pony...sending somebody to some binary dimension on accident...and then RUNNING(which was the worst part to him in his mind). All of this combined into one big 'ole ball of exhaustion, and without even knowing it Jack passed out right next to the lake, oblivious to the going-ons of everybody else. This did not mean, however, that his mind was idle; on the contrary, it was alight with dreams left and right. Most of them were nonsensical, with the insanity that is to be expected from dreams, like one that involved him constantly running up a wall before falling flat on his face somehow and then trying to run on the ceiling for more than 10 seconds. Others, however, were more mysterious and unsettling: a glowing world with flickering shadows around every corner, and another one that contained dark shapes dashing in Jack's periphery vision as he wondered a long, empty plane. Once he thought he spotted Artsy on the plane, but when he called out her name the image ran off and disappeared. Eventually, his mind shifted, and his dream changed. He found himself, still a unicorn, standing in front of a large and majestic castle, which left him in awe. The gate into it was open, and so he stepped inside. Within, he found an eerily empty courtyard, with distant archways leading to what appeared to be more courtyards, which were also empty. Jack was confused: why was such a magnificent castle so empty? He would have expected there to be royalty walking about, doing their day-to-day business and running whatever kingdom they were in charge of. The emptyness unsettled him greatly, and he felt as if it was all pressing down upon him. "Hello? Is anybody there?", he called. All he was answered with was his voice echoing across the courtyard...and a very distant sound of feet-on-floor. Gulping down his uneasiness, Jack trotted across the hallway to the archway directly across from the entrance, from which he heard the buzzing. "H-h-hello?", he asked again. This time, he heard a somewhat come from the other side of the archway "You...do not belong where you are." Jack, naturally, was completely and utterly confused. "What do you mean 'I don't belong where I am'? That's the most vague crap I've heard in ages!" "Tsk tsk. Not even asking for a name? How rude of you." The condescending tone in the voice was so obvious that it breached even Jack's thick skull. "Fine. What's your name, since it means so much?" "Oh, I don't know...Let's go with Andrew, I suppose." 'Andrew', who as it turns out was a dark blue unicorn with brown eyes, stepped out from behind the archway, which surprised Jack since he could have sworn the voice came from all the way in the other courtyard. Still, he managed to conceal his surprise and managed to snort at Andrew's appearance, saying "For somebody who sounded so cryptic, you look rather plain." "Looks can be deceiving, as I am sure you know. But I'm sure you don't want to continue discussing this, now do you? You want to get back to the question you asked before." Jack simply nodded, cautious and making note of the tone of attempted authority Andrew had. He really thought that he was top dog, it seemed. "I'll be a little bit more precise for your thick head. You do not belong in the world where you are currently located in. The world of ponies." "Well hell, I knew that already! I didn't need some random, condescending unicorn to come along and tell me something I already knew. I'm just like all the other people who stepped into one of those cracks: humans, who belong back on earth." "Oh, you may have stepped into a crack just like the others, but not for the same reason as them. They were all drawn to the cracks by some force. You, however...you were repulsed by the same thing that attracted the others. Your every sense told you to flee, did they not?" Jack bristled at the last sentence. How could he know that? "I know a lot more than you think I do, and before you ask, no I can't read your mind right now, it was just what you were thinking was so obvious that anybody could pick it up." Kicking himself for being so obvious with his thoughts, Jack listened in again to whatever the hell Andrew was saying "Now, where did I leave off...oh yeah, the difference between you and them. Yes, they were attracted, and you were repulsed, yet you went in anyways since you didn't want to leave your girlfriend all alone. Thus, you fought what your instincts were trying to say, and dove into a world in which you don't belong." "Well, so what? Everybody else doesn't belong in this world too, so why does the reason why I went in to the crack matter at all?" "Oh, but it makes all of the difference, because they do belong. At least, more than you do." Jack simply snorted once again "That just sounds like a load of bullshit to me." Secretly, though, Jack was beginning to form some doubts. Whether or not he belonged here, with Artsy and the rest... Mentally shaking his head, he also said "Oh yeah, and just what in the hell are you anyways? My subconscious or something? An illusion made up by mind?" Andrew seemed amused by the question, as a distant roar came in to the background. "That is for another time, I think. I'll just leave things as they are right now, give you some time to think. We will meet again later. For now, though, I've got a boat to catch. Ta-ta." At this point, Andrew walked behind the archway and disappeared once again, leaving Jack confused. "A boat to catch...?" was all that he could say, before the roar became a lot less distant and a lot more apparent that it was a sea of water that suddenly crashed down onto Jack, surprising him utterly and knocking him out. ------- @, @, @, @, @, @@Dave247, ...Only for him to wake up in reality, choking as he quickly swam to the surface of the lake that he had apparently fell into. So that's where the water came from...thought Andrew might have caused something to happen. Coughing out water, he swam as best he could back to the shore, noticing along the way that Artsy too was in the water very close to him. I think I knocked her into the water too...Whoopsie daisy. Once he reached the shore, he stood up for just a second before collapsing again, coughing out even more water. Once he had all of the water out of his system, he looked up to the group that had formed near him and said a little quietly "Okay...ignoring that, what did I miss? And where in the hell are we going?"

@, I thought England was going to be easier too, but then I got greedy due to my mission and got in over my head with that war. I should have checked out those cascading alliances so that I could have at least made some preparations for the Burgundy/Scottish(mainly Scottish) invasion instead of being hit by them with minimal resistance due to my army being in Ireland. Anyways, episode two is up! Damn game. Oh well, I'll see if I can make another episode this weekend. Oh yeah, random fact about the first video: within literally 5 minutes of it fully publishing and put in public, it was already given a thumbs down. I must learn how that person can be so amazing that they watch an entire hour of a video that quickly and then give it a thumbs down. http://mlpforums.com/public/style_emoticons/default/dry.png

As Arylett's boyfriend, I approve and confirm this poem in this entirety. You have captured the entirety of her ass in all of its glory within this poem, and thus I give it my official stamp of approval*. *Note: Actual stamp pending, just take it for now.

But...but...I thought you were a girl this whole time?! How did you...what the...I don't even...you lied to me! I've been going out with you for almost a year, AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THIS?!

Yes. They went double jungle. It was the most goddamn annoying thing ever for my laners, as there were so many ganks going on that nobody knew what was happening. Eventually, however, we were driven by the urge to 1)not be beaten by a double jungle, 2)not be beaten by trash talkers(which was that Sion), and 3)so that we could show that being cocky when you're ahead is a very bad idea. We punished them severely for never being together by killing them off 1 by 1 at times, and even in a full-on 5v5 they would focus me, the underfed Yi, instead of the hyperfed Ezreal or the Voli that was hitting surprisingly hard or the Zilean who was trolling them hard. All in all, this game was very annoying at the beginning, and extremely amusing at the end.

Jack was standing in shock, complete and utter shock, as he stared at the spot that Serah had been. What...why...how in the hell did I do that?!. He heard, and yet at the same time, did not hear Aurora toss out accusations at him. He noticed absolutely nothing but the grass in front of him, and the specks of black on his eyes left over from the bright light his horn gave off. Then...an extremely unlikely thing happened. Almost like time was being undone, Serah came back into existence in an extremely similar way to how she left it, just reversed. His jaw was dropping more and more as she materialized, without him even realizing it, until she fully materialized and closed his jaw back up, looking at Serah. Or should I say new Serah...?, he wondered, as he noticed that she was slightly different from before: shaken up, and with a monotone when she began to speak. Most of what she said went right through Jack's head. All he managed to catch from what she said is that she believed Artsy was a danger to others until her power was controlled, or some shit like that. Well maybe if you guys didn't make her fly into a rage she wouldn't have her power leaking out all of the time, he thought in an irritated way, well aware that the same thing somewhat applied to him based on his recent outburst. After Serah was done speaking, Jack said nothing, wishing for there to be nothing more for him or anybody else to say about the situation so that he could finally go, since he just belatedly realized that he still had not left to comfort Artsy, and that Klopp had left long before him. Thus, he basically ignored what anybody else said to him, simply mumbling "I'll see you there, then..." to Daylight when he said something to Jack, before going in the direction of where Artsy went. First walking, and then quickly turning into a run so that he could get to her faster. ...Of course, being extremely nonathletic, by the time Jack had reached the lake that Artsy, Klopp, and Magenta was at, he was completely and utterly tired, out of breath and feeling way worse than he should have for what was a relatively short run. Panting excessively, he trotted over slowly to where the group was... ...But not before some light-brown pony rolled his way right into Klopp's side, knocking Klopp straight into the lake. All Jack could do was blink, laugh a little(before running out of breath again), and facehoof at how ridiculous the sight was. He finished walking over to the group and plopped himself right on the ground next to Artsy, saying inbetween pants "Sorry...that I took so long...I got caught up hitting that red pony with a blast of green binary code, her disappearing for a while, and then reappearing again a little while later."

Well, several of us play together regularly, so you're open to join us! My username is Blinkingsky, if you want to add me, and I play on the NA server. Psst @@Vicke, add me to the NA list while you're at it =P. GP has the advantage of actually having his build be fairly flexible, to be honest. It all depends on the situation, your teamcomp, your role in the comp, how your allies are doing, how fed you are, etc., but generally there's 3 main builds from what I remember: -Tankplank: just build mostly tanky, really. Ninja Tabi/Merc Treads, Warmogs/Frozen Mallet, Atma's, Force of Nature, Randuin's/Frozen Heart, and a 6th item of your choice. -Carryplank: build kinda like an AD carry to hit like a goddamn truck with your Q. Still either Ninja Tabi/Merc Treads, but you also grab Bloodthirster, Infinity Edge, and Trinity Force for heavy Deeps. The last two items are generally things like Phantom Dancer + defensive item. Generally though Carryplank is the least common build you should be going since you'll probably be squishy as all hell and die rather quickly. -Bankplank: this is more of just a phase for GP than a build. Build double/triple GP10's, and just farm like a madman with your Q. You'll be making a crazy amount of cash hopefully so that you can rapidly attain whatever build you're trying to get. I SHALL PLAY WITH THEE AND ASSIST THEE AGAINST THE MORONS THAT YOU ARE PLAGUED WITH!

@, Jack felt his heart skip a beat or two as Artsy spoke up next to him. What in the hell are you doing?! You're only going to make things worse, Artsy!, he thought in an irritated and exasperated tone. While yes, he agreed with a significant amount of what she was saying(namely the friend's comment and the unjustified yelling at Silver), but it was still a horrible idea. He and Alex were trying to put out the fire, not fan the damn thing into an inferno! Of course Ice was pissed off. Who wouldn't be? And while Jack, once again, agreed with some of what Ice said, he by far did not agree with everything. "We're still human, no matter what form we are in..." Jack mumbled discreetly, his irritation and anger rising. Why did Artsy have to say something besides telling Ice off for jumping on Silver for no reason?! All it did was make things worse! It especially didn't help that Jack could notice Artsy's horn glowing somewhat and that literal ice was forming on and around Ice(such a descriptive name, now that Jack thought about it). Oh this can't get any worse.... Boy was he wrong. The red unicorn decided, for some god-awful reason, to join the goddamn fight. And she joined on Ice's side and accused Artsy alone of bitching and accused her of "holding them back" from getting back to humanity. And she does that how...!?, Jack thought, his anger rising now almost as fast as Artsy's surely was. His eyes began to twitch, a thing that happened to him only when either stressed or pissed beyond belief. Also, although he didn't notice it, his own horn was starting to let out a soft blue light, which was growing in intensity the angrier he got. Artsy's reply only made his feelings flare even worse, but not because of what she said. It was because he could hear in her voice how badly they had hurt her. How much their words were hitting her. He started to drag his left front hoof on the ground, back and forth, in an attempt to calm himself, but it was no use: whenever he heard his girlfriend upset, he was bound to get angry beyond control. Especially if the ones causing it was right in front of his goddamn face. His anger was only temporarily broken by surprise as another shot of magic came out of Artsy's horn, nearly hitting Ice's frozen hooves before rounding up and forming into some kind of...terrible beast. With deep amber eyes, and what appeared to be a deep and unmistakable look of pure anger. A perfect manifestation, probably, of what Artsy was feeling. It soon disappeared, however, and Arsty ran off, crying, and only giving a small look to Jack before running. Jack could do nothing. Absolutely, positively nothing, as he saw her run away. He remained rooted in place, shocked, and angered beyond words. He noticed absolutely nothing around him - not Klopp telling off Ice and the red unicorn, nor telling Jack to move it and running after Artsy(with Magenta following close by), nor Electro and Alex telling Jack he should probably run after her, and not even Ice apologizing to Silver. @@Legendary Emerald, Except, he did notice one thing: the red unicorn, who had not really moved from where she was. The one who had jumped in and just made things infinitely worse. In Jack's mind, if she hadn't popped into the fight, things might have gotten better. The argument wouldn't have escalated nearly as fast as it did, and it might have been easily stopped. As Jack thought about it more, he realized that most of what this red pony did that Jack knew of was either cause trouble, or do something to help her out primarily. He might not have payed much attention earlier, but he did know at least that she was pure trouble. Trouble that just made his girlfriend run off away from the group crying. Jack began to walk to the red unicorn(who he only just now vaguely remember being called Serah), slowly, but surely, his rage building the entire time. As he walked, the light on his horn grew brighter, more concentrated. It also began to be laced with a...rather odd green color, and it appeared to have flashes of what appeared to be the numbers 0 and 1 in the same green color. A nearby tiny pebble lifted up, before suddenly disappearing in a small and barely noticeable flash of green light, with a 0 and 1 flashing on it momentarily before disappearance. He finally reached Serah, his horn glowing extremely brightly at this point, with the green lacing through the blue even more profound than before. Speaking slowly, deliberately, and loud enough for everybody within a few hundred yards to hear, he said "Do you know what you have just done?!" It was rhetorical, of course, but Jack answered it anyways. "You have just scared away who is quite possibly the strongest one among us. But oh, she is so much more than that. She is my girlfriend, the one who I love with all of my goddamn heart, and who loves me back the same damn way. The one who cares for each and every one of her friends more than she does herself, who would rather take the pain of something rather than somebody else. She might not be the kindest of people to those she doesn't know, but to those that she does know, she is one of the best people there is. She is also one of the most sensitive people I have ever met, getting extremely upset more easily than others, because she's insecure due to assholes. Assholes like you. While I don't know what you did in that forest, I don't really care. I only care about what I have seen, and what I have heard." Jack took a breath at this point. The farther he got into his rant, the angrier his voice sounded, and the louder he sounded, almost like it was being amplified by a microphone. His horn had also reached what had to be the brightest it could ever be "And you know what? All I have ever seen or hear you do is cause trouble and be selfish. That's it. But you know what? I can tolerate that. I tolerate assholes all the damn time, and I would have been willing to work together with you to get back to Earth. The moment you joined in that argument for absolutely no goddamn reason and insulted Artsy, however, was the moment that you crossed the line. I'm not going to ask for an apology, oh no, because I know you would never give one. Instead, I'll just say one thing, and one thing only: if you so much as brush up against her, or say something negative to her ever, I promise you this: I WILL BASH OPEN YOUR SKULL AND LEAVE YOU FOR FUCKING DEAD!" The last part he really and truly shouted, drowning out all other noise nearby. At the same time, his horn flared and let off a large blast of magic, one that headed straight for Serah and hit her straight in the chest. ...But Serah did not get flung back, like Jack originally thought was going to happen when he realized he had let off his magic. To the contrary, she remained frozen in place, as her whole body soon flashed green, the same green that laced Jack's pent-up magic, the same green that had appeared on the pebble before. When Jack looked closely, he noticed that the green wasn't entirely solid. Instead, it was made up entirely of 0's and 1's. Like binary code. Before Jack could say something, Serah body appeared to turn into tiny cubes, all connected, before they all rapidly began to disappear. Like when Kevin Flynn was digitized or whatever the hell the term is, Jack realized, watching almost in horror as Serah continued to disappear. Finally, after just a few more seconds, Serah was gone. Completely and utterly gone. Almost as if she had never been there, leaving just Jack to stand rooted in place as he looked shocked at what he had just done. "...What have I done."

@, Jack nodded towards Silver, saying "Good. We'll need all the help that we can get. It is rather dangerous in there after all, apparently." He once again noted the odd speech pattern Silver had, and couldn't help but wonder again just what was up with that. And then, Silver asked a question that fully solidified a minor, off-the-wall suspicion that he jokingly had: Silver had asked the year. Nobody asks what year it is. Sure, they may ask the date, or the day, but definitely not the year. Unless of course you were a time traveler. Jack had to completely and utterly resist the urge to immediately pester and ask Silver if this was true or not. That question might not clarify things, as Jack doubted Silver would tell him the truth. There's also the fact that Silver might not really know that he's traveled through time(if he did, that is; Jack also had to remember this world was weird and asking the year might be normal, but probably not), and thus he might answer no and think he was telling the truth. Or maybe... Okay. That's enough thinking about that, this is making my head hurt, Jack thought, still noting to himself to somehow find out the full truth. @, Thankfully, Artsy spoke up right after that, allowing for a convenient distraction for Jack. Unfortunately, he did not particularly like her suggesting that they just abandon whoever was in the forest. It was true that they didn't really know who they were, but it was also true that it wouldn't exactly be a very good thing to do, since they were the only other people(or ponies. Whatever, they used to be people) that they knew. "I don't know Artsy...We're probably going to need those that are in the forest sometime soon, and leaving them to just rot in the forest or something like that does not sit well with me. It might be dangerous, but we need to find them." @@Legendary Emerald, Of course, then the most unexpected thing happened: the group from the forest...wandered(or, in one of the cases, crashed) out of the forest. Several looked injured, but none of the injuries appeared to be permanent or overtly serious(to Jack's very bad and untrained eyes), thus he breathed a sigh of relief. "C'mon Artsy, we should probably help," he said, nudging his girlfriend to get up and help him help the others. @@Ice Storm, Of course, before that happened a blue pony(who Jack vaguely remembered hearing being named Ice...something. Jack's not good with names), went off on Silver. Apparently he managed to offend her horribly by questioning why anybody would run into the forest, with her saying that she did it to help her friends. Blinking in surprise at the outburst, he managed to snap out of it when Alex stepped in to break it up. Jumping in too at this point, Jack said "Alex has a point. We don't have time really to handle this here. We need to go, now, and once we find a safer place we can stop to discuss this."

@, Artsy's words to Jack, although he could tell she was mainly just humoring his manly ego, still lifted his ego up as he nudged her onto the ground. "Shh, shh, it's fine. Like I said, I'm just fine! We're here together, alive and well, and for the foreseeable future we're going to stay together! Nothing will separate us, I promise." He meant it. He really did not want to break any promise, ESPECIALLY not one to his girlfriend that was something like that. "I'm probably not going to talk much more as you fall asleep, though. Instead, I'll do this," he said as he laid down next to her and put an arm around her little body, snuggling up next to her. @, "There. Now we can just go gently into sleep togeth-," Jack began to say, before one of the most insane things he has ever seen happened. Out of the sky fell something; at first, it just looked like a shapeless blob. As it grew closer and closer to the ground, however, Jack noticed that it looked rather...equine-like. It took him a couple more moments before he realized that it was, in fact, a pony that was heading towards the ground. "What in the hell?! I thought everything was weird before, but now it's raining ponies?!" He looked over to Artsy as the pony(which was a pegasus, apparently) landed softly on the ground and said "I'm starting to wonder if that crack took me into your mind, with the weirdness of this situation now that I think about it more," nudging her as the new pegasus said very loudly that he was a pony. You don't say, Jack thought in an amused way to himself. @, Jack made to get up to ask who this new pony was, but before he was even halfway up he heard a rather loud snap, and out of a nearby tree fell...yet another pony! How many of them were there?! And this one was a pegasus, too! "Gah! What's with all of the new pony's?!", he said in an extremely exasperated tone. Laying back down, he grumbled "I'm just gonna let these guys do whatever they want for a while. Lets see what I can find out." And so Jack listened. Having his arm over Artsy the whole time, he listened in to the conversation between all of the other ponies, trying to figure out who the hell everybody was. After waiting a few minutes, and hearing what people had to say, Jack thought he knew enough to maybe figure out who these newcomers were somewhat. Alex, like Jack and most of the other pony's he knew to this point, used to be human if his "I'm a pony!" comment from earlier was any indication. Silver, on the other hand, was a native from what Jack could tell...yet something was weird about "them", as Silver referred to himself. He was pretty certain that there wasn't really any Shakespearean-age ponies around in this world, but then again who knows? For all he knew, there were some who talked like they were from the stone age and it would be considered normal! Thus, he set aside Silver's odd way of talking and instead simply concluded that this wasn't really that weird in this world. Standing up, he suddenly said in response to Electro's request of help "Although you didn't ask me, I suppose that I can help out too. " Turning to Alex and Silver, he said "The name's Jack Stache. Now, are we going to head into that forest and save the ones who went in, or what?"

Okay guys. I'm currently putting the finishing touches on episode 1. It's about...1 hour long. Yeah, I got very carried away and you'll see why in the video. As it turns out, though, a 1 hour long Fraps video is 100 FREAKING GIGABYTES. HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG MY MEMORY. There's also the fact that 100 Gigabytes takes a REALLY long time to process/upload, and so the actual file with the commentary is currently being published and is only at about 5%, thus I won't be able to post it until like tomorrow night most likely sheerly due to the amount of time it'll take for the video to publish, upload, and process. So...yeah. I need a way to reduce file sizes by like a lot, since I know this will happen so very, very often(and I now have a huge standard time to set myself to ). If anybody knows how to reduce the size of Fraps videos, I would gladly appreciate the help. Okay. Fuck it. At this point, screw Youtube. I just finished uploading and processing my video, which I started doing at 9 am this morning. And it says that the video was never uploaded. FJDHJoiDJFOSJFj. At this rate the video is never going to be uploaded. Ever. So don't expect it at all until tomorrow AT THE VERY VERY VERY LEAST. Ugh. This is just so very, very annoying. http-~~-//www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vCrLUw81nQ The video is up! The video is up! Alas, it appears the audio quality got even worse than when I looked over it before uploading it, so I apologize for that and I am currently trying to get a better mic so that if the quality does get worse at the very least it will still be decent. If the video isn't understandable for you guys, I'll do two things: 1)I'll put a written description of what happened in the video here, and 2)I'll upload captions to the video so that you guys can read what I'm saying. Oh yeah, and as an FYI the guy who's talking in the background a couple of times is my dad bothering me, so just ignore those parts.

Karthus jungle is an effective jungle because it has insane clearing speed, one of the fastest in the game, not because of his ganks. However, he is very heavily blue reliant and if it's stolen he's basically 100% completely and utterly screwed, ESPECIALLY for his first clear. Oh God, his first clear is pretty much almost impossible without blue. Also, his ganks rely on him hitting his W and then hitting basically all of his Q's while his laner beats up on the poor soul that got hit, and securing any runners with his ult. However, there are much better gankers than he is, who provide more CC while still providing enough damage to secure kills. Twitch jungle *used* to be a god-tier ganker. Note the usage of the word "used". After Riot reworked his stealth, his ganks basically got a HELL of a lot worse, and this is coming from a guy who loved to run Twitch jungle because of his amazing ganks. 4 seconds is just not enough to sneak by regular wards and get in position for the gank without using it twice, while before when he had 10 seconds at level 1 that was just enough time to set up and start the gank. Although leveling up the stealth increases the duration, that means forgoing maxing Expunge first, and thus your ganks won't have as much oomph as they should. He also STILL sucks at clearing camps, and since there are still ALWAYS a better choice bot for an AD carry really Riot basically put Twitch into an even more unviable state imo because he can no longer do the niche thing of amazing ganks that he was able to do before.

Well of course Noc can't gank as well pre-6 compared to his post-6, his ult is a freaking huge as hell dash onto an enemy champ. It's kinda difficult to beat that for a vast majority of champions . His pre-6 ganking, though, is actually surprisingly good. It's very annoying to escape a Nocturne with boots who is chasing you on his dusktrail and has his fear ticking down on you unless you burn like flash/ghost, and even then by doing that he has successfully ganked you. Anyways, for another AD jungler you have many options, considering most junglers are either tank or AD, with Fiddlesticks and Diana being 2 of the only AP junglers. If you want to clear fast and murder a significant amount of junglers and laugh at CC, take Olaf. If you want to clear SUPER fast, counterjungle like a boss, and still have good dueling, take Shyvana. Trundle is also a good choice, seeing as how his ult counters tanks(it steals a % of their resistances and gives them to Trundle) and can duel surprisingly well. Finally, I suppose there is also Master Yi and Tryndamere if you REALLY want a Melee AD Carry jungler like Fiora, but I wouldn't recommend it as they are all not that good currently.

@, Jack couldn't help but grin and give an absolutely massive sigh of relief at the knowledge she was alright. He pretty much only half-heard the rest of what she said, too distracted with the thought that she was alright. "Don't worry about the bugs. If they come, I promise to protect you no matter what." At this, he puffed out his chest as best he could to try and look very manly. Instead, he looked absolutely ridiculous and would probably send somebody into a laughing fit if they saw him. He, in all of his obliviousness though, did not see this and instead imagined himself as an extremely manly stallion who would swoon his girlfriend with his sheer man. His ridiculous chest-puffing stopped, however, when he saw her head sag to the ground, out of his vision. "Artsy...?", he started, meaning to ask if she was alright, before she claimed that it was all her fault that he was there. "Oh, Artsy...", he started, before stopping for a moment and tried(and somewhat succeeded) at putting his arm around her body. "It's not your fault. I'm the one who followed you into that glowing crack...thing on the dumpster, even though my everything was screaming it was a bad idea." It was true; he positively thought it was a horrible idea to get anywhere near the glowing crack, and his body in its entirety agreed, yet he did anyways. He couldn't bare to let her go near anything like that and see her hurt while he just stood back and watched. "Don't blame yourself for what I decided to do! I'm just fine, really." He began to nudge her down onto the ground, saying "Now come on, you need to lay down. You said you were tired, so why don't you get some rest?"

Okay. I've eliminated 5 of the choices from the poll. I realized that 15 was just far too many, and while 10 isn't the best number either it's at least much better than before

Hello everypony, and welcome to my new Let's Play! I'm sorry for not updating my Crystal LP, but my laptop with the save file exploded and I can't continue it anymore . So instead, I'm starting a new LP of a completely different game. It's called Europa Universalis 3(obviously), and well, I'll just post the video right here and you can hear me try to explain it(and quite possibly fail horribly): http-~~-//www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgcOzftXKU0 So yeah. Just...I don't know, say a country that you want me to play and the most popular one I will play it to the best of my ability! However, try to be merciful and not give me a 1-size nation, as those tend to be much tougher and I haven't played this in a long time, so. Post away! I also apologize for any and all poor mic quality in the video. I currently have to use a rather poor mic, so I am somewhat concerned that the audio quality won't be as good as my other LP. Well I don't like to double post, but just as an update I decided to add a poll with the top 15 choices I decided upon. You guys just vote on whichever one you want me to play as over the next couple of days, and I'll take it. I'll just say though if you make me play Granada I'm probably going to cry because it is in quite possibly the worst position out of all of the choices due to Castille really hating Granada and wanting to conquer them almost instantly. >_<

@, Jack groaned in response to Artsy's reply. "I know, I know, but that place is so far away! Why can't we just stay in this area for a while, get used to our bodies, and all that jazz?" He had a hint of dread in his voice, since he knew he was losing this "argument"(he had no clue what to call it), and that meant LONG WALK. "I mean, come on, we're more likely to fall over tha-". Jack was cut off rather suddenly by a bright, crimson light coming out of his girlfriend's horn. Blinking his eyes rapidly at the light, he was about to ask her what in the hell was happening when she turned her head to face him. "Artsy...? What's wrong?!", he asked, as he saw her eyes were no longer the brown that he knew, but instead were a bright green that seemed...glazed over. As if she was seeing, yet not seeing at the same time. Either she didn't respond, or Jack somehow didn't hear a response, but either way just a couple of moments later Artsy shrieked loudly and turned her head away, unleashing a positively enormous crimson bolt into the forest. Like Klopp, Jack too was affected by being so close to the bolt: he felt as if his skin was boiling from the inside out; his ears ringing from both a loud buzzing and what seemed to be the screech of fingernails on a chalkboard; his eyes blotching out and seeing dark figures dance in front of him; his nose smelling sulfur so strong that his eyes began to water uncontrollably; and the horrible, horrible taste of pure acid on his tongue. Jack was so overwhelmed by this sheer assault on all of his senses at once that he could not move, could not think, could not do anything at all until the blast fully dissipated. Even then, the buzzing remained in his ears, his tongue had an acid-like aftertaste, and he felt much hotter than normal. After a moment, though, he saw that at least 1 part of what he was feeling wasn't just in his head. The buzzing got louder and louder, then stopped for just a moment before reaching a crescendo and deafening Jack to every other noise. A large, black mass popped out of the treetops, and Jack noticed that it seemed to be made of...insects. Giant, ebony insects, their carapaces glistening and misshapen as they seemingly looked upon the group in the meadow in detest, almost blotting out the sun. Fear clutched Jack's throat, and he could say nothing as it appeared they were about to bear down upon all of them. He reached out a hoof and wrapped it as best he could around Artsy, awaiting the insects to descend... ...And then blinked in shock as the insects went away, disappearing into the sky along with their buzzing. He sighed a deep breath in relief, and almost collapsed in relief before hearing Artsy say something, as if she was coming out of a trance, which made him snap out of it. Ignoring the others, who were doing things like latching onto Klopp for protection, or trying to find somebody who just ran into the forest in fear, he got in front of Artsy and looked into her eyes(which were thankfully back to normal) and said in a desperate tone "ARTSY! Are you okay?! How many fingers am I holding up?! ...Wait, don't answer that, just remembered I don't have fingers anymore. How about...what's my name? Please answer!" He was trying to hug her as he did this, but he found this surprisingly difficult to figure out, so he just settled for looking into her eyes with a pleading and very concerned look.

Nothing to see here, just Sprixx getting hyperfed as Veigar and oneshotting everything that isn't Darius. Also, my red kept getting stolen by Darius and Eve, and my wraiths by Zyra, so I was very sad ;_;.