|The Wolfpack is coming to town!|
|Started By: williamsc[Joined: Sep 201668]|
|Posted on 2016-10-13 10:13am|
A little trainer with a big black jacket steps out of the shadows.
"well hello there trainer!" he calls. "Yeah i know teams like linux league or gaspunks think they are the top team around, but take a look at the leaderboard. Who's on top? We are! Let Roboid and FVR fight their battles. We don't care. We do what's best for us.
He turns and walks down a nearby alley, calling over his shoulder as he does, "You know where to find me. See ya around. Watch BattleBorn in the ring sometime."
|capAliak[Joined: Dec 201531]|
|Posted on 2016-10-13 4:54pm|
The girl was just getting her wires and stuff back in her backpack. She hears and looks at her team mates.
We do care. Some people just won't understand. Let it be.
It's just one look.
They know each other well. It's enough to know what they agree on.
|ShadowBroker[Joined: Jan 2015133]|
|Posted on 2016-10-17 3:28pm|
In a shadowy office, in a tall building, the Big Players watch the new teams.
Ahhh young blood. We'll see how long they last.
|williamsc[Joined: Sep 201668]|
|Posted on 2016-10-17 11:34pm|
Kryll sees a shape in the window of what he knows to be The Company. He flips whoever it is out with a giant grin on his face. Then he bows and, with BattleBorn at his side, walks down the alley from which he came. When the Company starts actually competing is when pigs fly.
|WolfScale[Joined: Nov 20161]|
|Posted on 2016-11-04 4:23pm|
The young trainer puts down his phone that he's been using for selling scrap. A new team? Maybe he'll get into this one. And so, he fades into the shadows, leaving a sheet of paper with an application scribbled onto it. Glancing at the paper, you note his weird name... WolfScale. Huh.