Originally Posted by ņsk Lee sin
Lee shook his head "Do not take it personally." He smiled "Either way, I heard some rumors that there will be a new Demacian champion joining us soon, you wouldn't happen to know anything about them would you?"
"Hm, not really." Lux said. "I might have met her once, I'm not sure. Why~?"
Originally Posted by AODRG
"Well I like it here too," Sam started, "I'll make sure we can come visit often, but Alice really needs to get out of Demacia eventually. Not to say Demacia's a bad place..."
"Yeah, I know what you mean." Lux said. "This place has a way of... turning people zealous."
Originally Posted by Ask The Beserker
((just watched a skyrim stream and i got hyped so expect some references... by some i mean the whole post))
A yell can be heard from outside the door.
"FUS RO DAH!"
The door bursts open and Olaf walks in wearing scaled plate armor, his axes are now like metal dragon heads. And he now has a new horned helmet with eye guards.
"Lux! The new so called "skin" they got for me is amazing! I've been going around and shouting at people and making them fly!"
Olaf roars with laughter.
"HA HA HAAA! I'm sad though... They won't let me keep it... Though I feel great, like a thousand dragons have entered my soul."
A guard tries to get Olaf out. He turns.
"FUS RO DAH!"
He gets sent flying out the door while Olaf laughs.
"HA HA! Did you see that? That was amazing!"
He proceeds to move to the nearest couch and lies on it.
((needed to get that outa ma system also i put this in Nami's thread for some reason.... oh well i fixed it))
"...you need to calm down." Lux said, shaking her head. "Eesh."
Originally Posted by …zrŽal
"Oh you hit me three times in a row and suddenly I can't evade anything," Ezreal remarked with a smile, "May I remind you how many times Trueshot Barrage has hit you?"
Ezreal turned his gaze toward the books before the simple banter turned ugly. He simply flipped through the pages, until he stopped on a page with a picture of a an performing what looked like Lux's ultimate abilty.
"Hey...here's something interesting," Ezreal exclaimed.
Lux smirked, and idly read along, until Ezreal pointed at the laser picture. Lux looked at it curiously.
"Huh." Lux said. "Could be a coincidence, but still... that's cool."
Originally Posted by Dear Morgana
Luxanna would receive the following letter with a Noxian stamp attached, signifying its origin.
dEAR mIS ****GAURD;
i dON cARE iF iM DRUNK aND i SHUD Li dUWN aND sHUDNT rITE aFTR tE lUNR pRTY i JUST kNOW tHAT i hATE yOU fOR sTEELING mY spELLS ****ING **** **** u u ****ING *****
The letter is very poorly written, hardly comprehensible beneath the scribbling, alcohol stains, and crumpled paper.
((Yes I had Morgana send Lux a drunk letter. No, I don't think it's a good idea. I just wanted to see what would happen))
Lux read the letter, almost disturbed by it. With a sigh, she wrote a letter of her own.
I'm sorry, Morgana. I won't tell anyone about this.