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β FeelsBadMan HOW LONG β FeelsBadMan CAN THIS β FeelsBadMan GO ON β FeelsBadMan
This guy's deck is average
twitchquotes:β βThis guy's deck is averageβ β βMy deck wins about half of the time against a deck like thatβ β "He played precisely those two cards" β βHe topdecked a mediocre card for a mediocre turnβ β "He had several cards" β βThere were multiple options open to meβ β βI played that"
β βThis guy's deck is averageβ β βMy deck wins about half of the time against a deck like thatβ β "He played precisely those two cards" β βHe topdecked a mediocre card for a mediocre turnβ β "He had several cards" β βThere were multiple options open to meβ β βI played that"
Somewhere in a parallel universe, Reynad isn't salty
twitchquotes:<:::::[]=Β€β₯βΜβ€My name is Mighticus Totemicus Spamicus, commander of the Armies of the RNG, General of the β₯βΜβ€ Legions, loyal servant to the true Shaman Kripparrian. Buff to a β₯βΜβ€ son, and buff to a β₯βΜβ€ wife. I will make all totems mighty, whether in this game or the next. <:::::[]=Β€β₯βΜβ€
<:::::[]=Β€β₯βΜβ€My name is Mighticus Totemicus Spamicus, commander of the Armies of the RNG, General of the β₯βΜβ€ Legions, loyal servant to the true Shaman Kripparrian. Buff to a β₯βΜβ€ son, and buff to a β₯βΜβ€ wife. I will make all totems mighty, whether in this game or the next. <:::::[]=Β€β₯βΜβ€
Toast stares at the screen
twitchquotes:Toast stares at the screen. His vision begins to fade. "My jaws that bite, my claws that catch". This message burns into his brain. As the armor count slowly rises, Toast's sanity begins to fade. "Just another 1000 armor, then I can quit" he tells himself. His viewers are begging him to stop, it's been weeks and weeks at this point, As he finally begins to succumb to his fatigue and eye strain, he realizes this is the end. He utters one final word, as falls face down onto his desk. "...PogChamp.
Toast stares at the screen. His vision begins to fade. "My jaws that bite, my claws that catch". This message burns into his brain. As the armor count slowly rises, Toast's sanity begins to fade. "Just another 1000 armor, then I can quit" he tells himself. His viewers are begging him to stop, it's been weeks and weeks at this point, As he finally begins to succumb to his fatigue and eye strain, he realizes this is the end. He utters one final word, as falls face down onto his desk. "...PogChamp.