ozjesting
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Jan 11, 2006 - 13:35 |
 
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PLAYER OF THE WEEK Round 5
We haven't heard their valiant names heralded in awhile...but the lads from Valdenheim Valhalla have not only knocked off the defending champs but thrown up a PotW at the same time! With 1 TD and 2CAS for a total of 7SPP let's grind the axe at the feet of Thor Bordenson
Round 6 is up and calling for heros my friends...now go play! |
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Toonie
Joined: Jun 03, 2004
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Jan 11, 2006 - 13:45 |
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May I also remind our noble commish, that the boys have beaten the Revenants 2 games straight now.  |
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Longshanks
Joined: Feb 02, 2005
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Jan 18, 2006 - 09:30 |
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Arthur is nowhere to be seen in the throne room as a trumpet blast anounces the arrival of a herald. A loud shhhhhhh-sh-ing noise is heard from the corrider.
The Herald peers cautiously around the door, a look of relief crossing his face as he sees Arthur is not there. He throws the scroll he carries into the room and is about to beat a hasty retreat when Arthur enters via a side door.
Hah! cries Arthur as he enters, I harken'd the trumpets clarion. Adjusting his codpiece over an extremely tight pair of hose which fail to flatter his spindly legs he continues. I was but upon the privy combing my ... err...nevermind! Dost thou like the new fashion? asks Arthur of the Herald strutting in front of a polished steel mirror and admiring his legs.
The Herald, his escape cutoff by the assembled throng, many of whom also sport the tightly fitting garb, approaches the King miserably.
Out with it varlet, commands Arthur, still turning and posing in front of the mirror, occasionally smoothing the velvet over his thighs.
My Lord, the Herald whispers nervously, alas grace smiled not 'pon our beknight'd troupe. 'Midst a downpour most persistent, did our team strive mightly 'gainst a team of ordinary men, yet again had we no reward.
Hmmm ? That so? says Arthur, his back to the mirror looking over his shoulder to see a posterior reminiscent of two shrunken turnips mashed together.
The Herald, made brave by his Sire's lack of attention, hurries on in a firmer voice. Indeed, spite our enemy starting afore us on the off-kick, Erec made a score most valiant by mid-point of halfs first. Free'd himself from melee mid-field, & shielded by his fellows, did sprint with quickness most admirable along sides line to give lie to the poor fortune which beset us early on.
Bravo! murmurs Aruthur flexing his hips left and right before the mirror. The Herald, rightly suspecting Arthurs accolade is directed toward his own reflection, continues.
Clear be it that the deluge affected our companys resolve for, despite Gawains effort in bringing down a swift runner bearing the bladder, Lancelot failed to recover the spilt prize, a favour the villeins did not return, scoring before halfs end.
Ahh, shame mutters Arthur distractedly, bending over and stretching before the mirror.
In the first of attempts made thrice during games course, Bedivere failed to make the simplest of pass complete, that apt shows the abscence of skill plaguing our downcast company. In half's second, twice more did the lowly serfs breach the walls of our stout defences. E'en Gawain again felling their runner, Galahad spilled the bladder allowing the peasants to shame their betters once more. In further insult to our arms, a second failed pass by Bedivere saw the ball lying where a single commoner, retrieved it uncontested and ran to down touch at matches end.
The match denied us, thanks in major part to a most agile fellow with the name of a demigod and most evident, godlike powers.
Godlike? Arthur says, musing. Yessssss, godlike. Arrhhhhh, mmmm he croons entranced by his own image.
His codpiece curiously ill-fitting and bulging, Arthur dismisses the Herald with an impatient wave. Yes, yes, enough, enough! Guinevere! My sweet, prithee accompany me to mine garderobe so that I might ravish....errr...ummm...discuss matters of state with thee.
The Herald departs gratefully as Arthur saunters from the room adjusting his codpiece. |
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Rabid_Bogscum
Joined: Aug 04, 2005
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Jan 24, 2006 - 08:46 |
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Who Let the Dogs Out !!!!!
The Bulldogs today rejoined the winners circle they have long been members of, winning their first game of Blood Bowl in the CTL. In a relatively dour match.. the Bulldogs got away with the 2-1 win thanks to a late TD from "Turvey". The Doggies looked in trouble early, failing to protect Mortimer and having the ball knocked free, after a bit of a scramble "Cement" emerged with the ball, dashing upfield in a very uncharacteristic run. He was assisted in this by the opposing Troll Slayer Doomfighter pushing him closer to the end zone and bringing him within range, of which he capitalised with a dodge and the teams very first TD. Now more experienced Blood Bowl coaches will argue that the TD was too early in the half, however it is the mandate of wazza Ryan to bring back "The Entertainers" and thats what the game plan was. The short fellas..again mythical players as far as this reporter is concerned, hit back and hit back well. Rockmountain going in late in the half to tie the scores. The second half was brutal.. with fights breaking out over the ball as it was fumbled and carted slowly up the field by the dwarfs of Barak Varr. Step up the little general. Steve "Turvey" Mortimer launched a solo blitz apon a dwarven blitzer.. regathering then charging the length of the field to score the winning TD. All around his teamates hampered the scrambling defence of the Hammers.. cheering the little fella all the way. Particularly pleasing for coach Ryan must be the never say die attitude of his players. Not just in the way they scrambled in defense and recovered from setbacks to score long range rushing TD's but indeed with their "Never Say Die" Physical attitude. With Daryl Halligan dragging his carcass up from the field despite the notable problem of being killed again, while Folkesy shrugged off a smashed hand to rejoin his teammates. Excellent winnings see's the purchase of a playing kit for Brent "Shifty" Sherwin, not sure how valuable his short kicking game will be in this sport.. but still a handy little customer to have. All in all a strong, gutsy but fortuitous game for the Bulldogs. They can only get better at this game.... right?
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ozjesting
Joined: Jan 27, 2004
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Jan 24, 2006 - 11:47 |
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PLAYER OF THE WEEK Round 6
Well what a week it was! Another edition will deal with the consequences of this round on the ladder and the amazing finish we have awaiting us over the next 2 rounds...but who were the heros this week?
For the first time a 3 way tie! All these players did some standout work for their teams...but they were all up against weaker opponents and all the games featured down the ladder. So try as I might I can find no good reason to favour one over the other...so in no particular order, and ALL scoring 8spps...
Achilles of the Olympian Lightning. 2 TDs and a Cas.
Reyr Reikland of the Valdenheim Vahala. 2 TDs and a CAS
Lucian of the Lustrian Lycanthropes. 1CP, 1TD and 2 CAS
Well done to this trio of opportunists!
Only 2 rounds left to make your claim...now go play! |
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ozjesting
Joined: Jan 27, 2004
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Jan 24, 2006 - 12:35 |
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Round 7 Preview!
Well Cutters it is down to 5 chances...and depending on how the ball bounces we could have our champion at the end of this round!
Game 1:
Wraithlords vs Valhalla
The 'Lords were all the rage to steal the flag last season...and looked the odds on faves this season...but then the Kings strolled in! A beat down of epic porportions see's the Darkies with but 9 players left to save a season. The Valhala on the other hand have 14 and as a rule LOVE to eat elves! While the Elves can dance with the best of them I think the boys from the North are going to save snorri some cap problems. Norse by 2 to give them one last hope of sneaking into
the Trophey cupboard.
Game 2:
Comics vs Kings
This will be the one to watch! The Comics could have already salted this season away...but a few bad turns led to draws...and soo they must win. Have been a force since their joining and now want desperately to seal their rise to the top. Have played a devastating brand of dour-ball but are up against the Kings of this sort of game. The Kings suffered a slight in Season 1 and have never quite recovered. May have left their charge too late this season...but are in knock out form! If they ever had a chance to take their own fate into their bandaged hands this is it!
But I think laughter will be the order of the day...Comics 2-1 and raising the flag!
Game 3:
Warriors vs Storm
The boys from W'Gong could be the goods here. Sitting one off the rail and with the easiest match up top. The Storm are no slouchers mind you...but have yet to really stamp their authority in this league yet. Coach Beefy will want to keep the pressure on the Comics...and have that little bit of magic it takes to be a champion. Warriors 3-1 and a heck of a chance to win it all.
There you go folks...so much rideing on these last 2 games!
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Rabid_Bogscum
Joined: Aug 04, 2005
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Feb 01, 2006 - 04:25 |
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Junkyard Dogs Scrap Against Defending Champs
The new Kids on the block were really given a stern test today. And well... lo and behold they held together well. Up against the two time champs the Riftsedge Revenants the Bulldogs managed to guts out a 1-1 draw and drag themselves off the bottom of the ladder. Not too bad considering they started mid season. The Bulldogs were up against a fellow undead team... who's longserving necromancer coach.. a curious fellow named of all things "clayinfinity"... is he some sort of Gumby loving freak or what? was looking to improve apon their so far poor season against the CTL rookies. Proclaiming to be a St George Dragons fan.. this coach who at a recent tournament was dubbed a "cheat", was soon hiding in this dugout as the doggies fans bombarded him with beer bottles. Complaints soon followed as the barrage seemed to affect Clays decision making, with each and every move of his players reaching slower and slower proportions. Eventually the Revenants strolled over for a TD in around the 5th turn, potentially giving the Bulldogs a chance to strike back before the break. As the teams were setting up... a cry erupted from the opposing dugout.... as Clay.. sick of the fans taunts demanded play be called off till the next day so he could concentrate better. To the surprise of most... this demand was upheld (guess thats what happens when you are the 2 time champions).
The Game resumed the next day... and lets just say the Bulldogs ghoul contingent made it impossible to capitalise on any opportunites. Returning to their first game problem of the dropsies. 3 failed pickups later.. and it was halftime. Clay still recieving some bottle lovin from the Dogs fans.. and coaching incredibly slowly. Of most note for the dogs was the bit of hurt they layed onto the defending champs. Terry lamb recalling his 88 Grand final form and thinking the Strength 4 ghoul "Gespar Vallmira" was Ellery Hanley. While big Peter Tunks continues to shine, Seriously injuring his opposite "Lord of Darkness" only to see him regenerate and return for the second half.
The Second Half was... well Yawn City. Lets just say this game isnt Rugby League in the excitement stakes. The Bulldogs played an uncompromising game of Bash Bowl.... even when Clay feinted.. by opening up his backfield to allow the TD.. still the Bulldogs stalled. When questioned afterwards... Warren Ryan said " I know I said Id bring back the entertainers.. but who wants to watch a losing team.. no one thats who! you know how fickle Sydney crowds are. We need to get off the bottom of the ladder and build a good skillbase before we can play the game we want to play" and so the game finished as a 1-1 draw. With Daryl Halligan involved in a vicious crowd push of the Revenants first half ghoul scorer Ezekial Rezahn. As the crowd flung back the rekilled body... the "Bullfrog" wandered over and awakened the still corpse... Ezekial proceeding to rise, before ambling over to the Bulldogs dugout.. and taking the field for them late in the second half.
All in all a fine effort against a much more experienced outfit. All bodes well for a solid first half season... with a good training camp in the off season.. big things could happen as early as next season for the dogs.
Phil Ghoul'd |
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BeefyGoodness
Joined: Nov 25, 2003
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Feb 02, 2006 - 05:17 |
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Yikes, last round to go and we aren't on top...damn those wraithlords. I think we will pay dearly for our total shamozzle against the fallen ark much earlier in the season... but its not over yet! |
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ozjesting
Joined: Jan 27, 2004
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Feb 09, 2006 - 00:51 |
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PLAYER OF THE WEEK Round 7
Well the Kings have saved a charge for late...and this week they showed some Skeleton class! Wahankh scored 3 TDs for 9spps AND was given the MVP for a huge 14 points in one game!!! He is indeed our PotW!
Of other note...the Avalon Lances did something I have not recalled seeing....10 players scored spps in their match! Great team management there!
One round left...
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Longshanks
Joined: Feb 02, 2005
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Feb 09, 2006 - 22:47 |
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Arthur lays aside the dagger he is using to clean his fingernails as a trumpet blast announces the arrival of a Herald.
My Lord proclaims the Herald confidently, I bring word of our Knight's latest endeavour.
Arthur signals him to continue, picking up the dagger again and attending to his nails.
'Gainst a team of similar ilk, did our valiant warrirors acquit themselves mostly nobly. Seem'd at last the Luck of the Lady did assuredly shine upon us for the entire duration of the contest. In all feats, beit the bladder throw or catch, the evasive manouerve or attempts of any manner, luck did shine in fashion we had ne'er afore seen such were we blessed. Our adversaries appeared but quintains upon the practise field so mighty were our blows upon them. Verily did our opponents coach deserve his epithet...Bartgoon the Distracted, for our opponents were as if entranced by our skill.
Arthur, a look of boredom on this face, yawns and starts to toss this dagger from one hand to the next like a juggler.
A little disappointed by this lack of attention, the Herald continues, more shrilly this time.
In portent of events to come, so quick were we that on the offs kick that we skirted their defensive line e'en afore they had recovered the ball. Desperate they .... eeeeek!
The Herald lets out a startled yelp as a quivering dagger lies embedded in the floor mere inches from his toes. Arthur, with a smug grin motions for a page to retrieve the dagger.
Less confident now, the Herald continues. Desperate, our foe managed to fetch the ball to halfs way but spilled the bladder on scrimmages line attempting to thread their way past our resolute defence... aaaargh. Another dagger whistles past the Heralds ear. Aruthur whispers to an attending page boy.
More frantically, the Herald stutters. Nimbly retriving the skin, Owain passed to Lancelot who had sprinted downfield for the score before the meagrest amount of sand did pass thru the hourglass.
On the second offs kick did we ..... the Herald ducks as a dagger grazes his cap. Arthur, a brace of knives delivered to his table, giggles maniacally.
Galahad did nimbly .... eeek. Jumping, another dagger streaks between the Heralds legs.
Retreating the Herald whimpers miserably. Galahad did ... yeooww!
Ducking and diving now the Herald shrieks. Galahad scored next when.. nyaah. A dagger grazes this tabard. Arthur laughs raucously at his sport.
Eeeek.....
Owww...
Whhaaaaa.... the Herald flees the room desperately dodging a rain of knives and daggers.
We triumhped 4 score to nought ! yells the Herald as he dives for the safety of the passage, slamming the throne room door behind him to be greeted by the sound of hysterical laughter as another dagger thuds into its sturdy oak.
In the throne room, Arthur resumes his fingernail cleaning. |
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Rabid_Bogscum
Joined: Aug 04, 2005
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Feb 18, 2006 - 01:22 |
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Dogs Finish with a Growl
The Cairntobury-Bankstomb Bulldogs finished their first season in the CTL with a brutal victory over another team of undeath, this one with ferocious werewolves and subsequently finshed 13th in Season 5. Not a bad effort considering they played only half the season. The Lustrian Lycanthropes put up a good fight, however their necromancer a fellow by the name of DaemonicLazoth never quite managed to put his plays together today, luck was with the Bulldogs. Who again failed to live up to their pre-season claims as entertainers, instead relying on brutal blocking on both offense and defence to grind out a 1-0 lead at half time which they were able to hang onto by games end. Peter Tunks continued in his role of enforcer for the team Badly hurting the Lustrian Wight Dracon before Killing the Zombie Moranorak who subsequently failed to regenerate and was Raised from the Dead (Again!) by the Bullfrog. The Bulldogs did regain the pill from the Lycanthropes drive in the second half but attempted to be too entertaining, throwing the ball amongst the Ghouls and almost giving up the win when Terry Lamb dropped the ball over the sideline only to see the pro Lustrian crowd boot the ball into the Bulldogs half of the field with nearly all Doggies players committed upfield. Thankfully the Lustrian Ghoul failed the pickup and next turn following an excellent dodge by Steve Folkes, the Zombie Bulldog blitzed the hapless Bororgrak, sending him back to his maker in pieces and snuffing out the Lycanthropes challenge for good. The only injury concerns for the Bulldogs going into next season is a concussion to Steve Mortimer. Speaking to Peter Tunks after the game this reporter was impressed by how well the Bulldogs have taken to their new sport and the confidence that already seems evident. When asked about this Tunks replied " Yeah well it was a bit hard for all of us at the start. You know being dead and then given a second chance. I know some of the guys are still coming to terms with their reanimated bodies, not being as fast or agile as they were in real life. But frankly Im lovin it mate!! Ive never felt so strong in my life. I reckon Ive even mastered how to help out the boys when Im stuck in tackle zones and well the confidence.. Thats just us mate. We are the Bulldogs... why wouldnt we be good at this Blood Bowl gig eh! "
An excellent first season for the boys, Peter Moore and Warren Ryan have done brilliantly in their first season and should be very proud of whats been accomplished so early on. There have been no permanent losses on the team, while two opponents have crossed over and joined the dogs ranks. Building a reputation for Death with 4 kills in 4 games and with Money in the bank for next season here's hoping Season 6 will be the Year of the Dog.
Phil "Gus" Ghoul'd. |
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ozjesting
Joined: Jan 27, 2004
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Feb 27, 2006 - 01:28 |
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CHAMPIONS CROWNED!!!
The Fallen Ark Wraithlords are the Season 5 Grand Champions!!!
After threatining to take it all last sewason they have come back strong and given everything to take out this flag! Well done to Coach Snorri and is brave lads! |
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ozjesting
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Feb 27, 2006 - 01:33 |
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Executions Announced!
After al the votes were tallied the following 3 players have been deemed too good for this league and must now be sacrificed!
Wraithlords: Suzerain of the Scarlet Mist
Warriors: Chris 'Tank' Thomas The curse of Hades he is
Kings: King Ahmen The most varied of the votes were for this team. Some thought a a few of the Skeles were getting dangerous..some seemed to think a niggle mummy would cause it's own problems...but in the end it was this Superstar of the Mummy line that must now be reentombed!
I look forward to the story of these players demise! Please post them here for all our enjoyment!
Next season news coming to a PM box near you very soon! |
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Snorri
Joined: Jun 07, 2004
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Feb 27, 2006 - 04:20 |
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The Suzerain looked upon the deck of the Fallen Ark. Their destiny fulfilled, the geas of the curse laid upon them had lifted. Vengeance had cursed them...and killed most of them as they sought a way to escape the curse. And yet now, with the curse lifted, vengeance still shackled the souls of the two surviving wraithlords (originals). So long had they lived under the shadow of vengeance it had eaten away at their souls until a decayed remnant of their former selves remained. Could they ever be free of it?
The Suzerain looked back at the past season. It really was no surprise that vengeance still consumed her captain, Albino Assasin - there were more than a few deeds that demanded retribution.
That night, a wraith-like figure descended from the Ark and disappeared into the blood bowl camps of the Cut Throat League...
The following day, a potion of bless was reported missing from the Skye Nobles' camp and later found smashed over the Despoiler's tomb. Mehari was heard complaining of missing a hip bone. Aken claimed to have breathing difficulties and the Suzerain's lacerated corpse was found in Meshut's tomb. Sprouting from her corpse, an untamable swathe of greenery engulfed the tomb and despite attempts to remove the seething flora, it grew back ever faster. Eventually there was nought to do, but let it be. The plant is sometimes called "Jungle Night", or more technically Amorphophallus paeoniifolius, but there would be few in these parts of the Old World that would recognise the name or even the plant at first sight. The intent of the Suzerain's final curse however, could hardly be mistaken in the nature of its bloom.
And so, with their final vengeance in the process of execution, Albino Assassin and his crew were at last free to leave. The eerie mist that had perpetually shrouded the Ark lifted and her sails unfurled for the first time in a century. With barely a whisper, the Ark set forth at the stroke of midnight just as the Suzerain's dagger fell swiftly on the dying words of her last curse.... |
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Twahn
Joined: Aug 02, 2003
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Feb 28, 2006 - 12:02 |
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King Ahmen mounted the last of the one thousand steps to the summit of his mighty House of Death. Turning to survey his once prosperous kingdom, now lying dry and broken like himself, he could not prevent a leering grin from further cracking what was left of his mouth. Releasing a breath of stale air he felt more at ease then he had for a great many years, as he returned to what was the purpose of his long climb.
At the end of the stairway below him was his Chamber of Execution. He had been chosen. It was ordained.
Great drums burst into life a mile below him, a life that the slaves who beat them would never again know, nor any who might hear them beaten.
King Ahmen entered his Chamber of Execution, his Chamber of Rebirth, and a great stone slab fell slowly into place behind him, sealing him in his tomb.
He knew in that moment that had he himself been responsible for the timing of his demise, he could not have chosen a better time. |
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