Greetings from the forest Summoners,
My ears desire a need for awesome music suggestions. Currently listening to: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sFrNsSnk8GM
I'll post what I think of your suggestions as I get them - beware, some call me a hipster.
last.fm = http://www.last.fm/user/bearsohmy
For those who don't know me - I spin epic yarn <3
('''\ ( '･ ω ･' ) /''')
CLICK FIRST http://youtubedoubler.com/?video1=ht...orName=Over+30
It was raining hard that night, hard enough to wash the memory of those e-mails - bit by bit, draining away into the internet abyss. I hadn't heard from the big man in over a week and the 'dragon was giving me the shifty eye. I knew I had to go out and find a support request on my own.
The rain cleared my head as it cleared the air, and for the first time in days I felt neither full of caffeine nor jitterbugs. As I paced the familiar pages of the League of Legends support site, my eyes took me wherever they wished - and so I found myself outside Chakra123's door.
I knew something was wrong even before I saw the kind words on the screen. I felt it. The whole scene was off, and the rotten fact that your referral points were missing only further complicated things - almost made me turn around and leave. But I owed it to Chakra123, and I owed it to myself.
I knew this, and yet I stood there in the dim rain, on the threshold of something dark and tangled. I clicked on the text box and reached to the keyboard instinctively. In my left paw I felt my response hand tingling like Parrrley - I always kept it loaded. In my right paw, my coffee - that always kept me loaded. My hands couldn't decide which I was after, so I settled for both.
Taking a swig, I started typing. You could have called the coffee a necessary courage to assist with the appealing business of searching for answers, but deep down I knew where this job had taken me. I'd found the dashingly dapper detective in myself. Things weren't working in the halls of the League and that crime-riddled Bilgewater wasn't going to take care of itself, that much was clear.
I'd played my hand like any other support extraordinaire. Well now someone had done a number on Chakra123 and that Saltwater Scourge out there would be looking to reshuffle the deck in his favor.
I let out a sigh of relief, and pressed Submit