Red Arthur Cover (seriously)
Apr 18, 2023 22:42:49 GMT -5
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Post by gus169 on Apr 18, 2023 22:42:49 GMT -5
Ok, no screens or anything, so no proof, but I'll stick my head in a pig if this didn't just happen.
Rome. Tough fight. Lots of magical reds zipping about, but I'd got to center in a Strider and shocked the inevitable Scorp into bugging out. Team was good and we got on top early, but lots of red witchery saw my rusty gear getting smoked quick. Managed to hold mid though, till I could drop my Kid there. There's a red Arty moving to retake the light on the exposed flank, so I move to challenge him. As soon as I leave the cover of the arena, the 2 dazzly Muros (and something else?) camping their home light me up and I know I'm in troubles pocket, but I press hard to the Arthur. He chooses me over the beacon and presses too and I get to him just before I go blind, and man, there is no better cover from those dazzly things than a red Arthurs shield ( and body, and weaps, and stupid fluffy head
). I could see one of those big rockets on him, and he was probably hurting me more than I was him, but that battery of gutless firehoses splashing his backside was just like water off a red ducks back. I think the game ended with us still in that 'will they? won't they?' stance, and don't mind saying, there and then, given the chance, I definitely would have kissed him. Those Muros probably wouldn't have. Chuckles.
Rome. Tough fight. Lots of magical reds zipping about, but I'd got to center in a Strider and shocked the inevitable Scorp into bugging out. Team was good and we got on top early, but lots of red witchery saw my rusty gear getting smoked quick. Managed to hold mid though, till I could drop my Kid there. There's a red Arty moving to retake the light on the exposed flank, so I move to challenge him. As soon as I leave the cover of the arena, the 2 dazzly Muros (and something else?) camping their home light me up and I know I'm in troubles pocket, but I press hard to the Arthur. He chooses me over the beacon and presses too and I get to him just before I go blind, and man, there is no better cover from those dazzly things than a red Arthurs shield ( and body, and weaps, and stupid fluffy head
). I could see one of those big rockets on him, and he was probably hurting me more than I was him, but that battery of gutless firehoses splashing his backside was just like water off a red ducks back. I think the game ended with us still in that 'will they? won't they?' stance, and don't mind saying, there and then, given the chance, I definitely would have kissed him. Those Muros probably wouldn't have. Chuckles.
