Public Service Announcement
Block
Claw
Guard
Mighty Blow
Stand Firm
"Liberty for wolves is death to the lambs."
Block
Claw
Guard
Mighty Blow
Stand Firm
You would never show me how
much you cared
what was going on
Killed:
Slibli
Block
Dodge
Guard
Stand Firm
Tackle
"If fear is the only tool you have left, then you'll never control me."
Killed:
Winner of:
(113 turns)
Season LXIX SWL Conference Representative
Once survived 16 dice worth of blocks in a row in a game versus the Slumbering Skink. Eventually the rest of the team just gave up hitting him. Masochist knows no boundaries to pain or fear.
"Never trust the trolls!"
Horns
Block
Diving Tackle
Dodge
Like Day from Night
I'll live my life apart from you, just glimpsing you across the sky
because you cannot change, my dear, and nor can I
"Ingen er mere döv end den som ikke vill höre!"
(None so deaf as those who will not hear.)
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."
Horns
+AG
Block
Guard
Kick
Mighty Blow
Tackle
Horns
+MA
+MA
+ST
Block
Dodge
Sure Hands
"Sweep the leg!"
Winner of:
Season LXVII & LXX SWL All Stars Representative
Season LXVII & LXX SWL Prem-Stars Representative
Season LXIX SWL All Stars Representative
Season LXIX SWL Conference Representative
Horns
Block
Claw
Juggernaut
Mighty Blow
Tackle
"Hello darkness, my old friend..."
Permanently silenced:
Double for claw
Horns
Dodge
Tackle
Two Heads
Wrestle
Good evening. Tonight has been a wonderful experiment of human contact. A symbiotic relationship between man and machine and you. The human brain is capable of millions of connections. Each one is a memory, an event. Tonight shall be remembered not by one but by thousands of these relationships. As you leave here tonight close your eyes and travel back to here, to now, and always remember that this was one moment you were not alone. And you felt something that thousands of others have felt, and it was...
Love.
Awards:
Season LXVIII SWL Prem-Stars Representative
How many more will cross my path
How many more must die
I never wonder where they come from
I never wonder why
They fashioned a tomb for you, holy and high one,
Cretans, always liars, evil beasts, idle bellies.
But you are not dead: you live and abide forever,
For in you we live and move and have our being.