Top 20 League of Legends ChampionsLeon: Hello DA, Wolf-Prince-Leon here, or as known as League of Legends od LeonMcCloud, recently I've try the Game and it's actually pretty good with in-depth strategy, and for the topic of hte this countdown, a wide selection of Champions to choose from. So I'm counting down the 20 best, with some runner-ups, but As a noob at the game, i call in some back-up.Top 20 League of Legends Champions1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leon: this is Bored-out-of-my-head, Aka Watarara, He, along with theamc2000 and Regulus58 help my put this list together, but, I was hoping they would help explain why each champion deserves their spot on this list. Anyway, one thing, First There are a handful of good champions that didn't make the Cut, so Champs like Annie, Miss Fortune, Ryze, Garen, Jinx, Catlynn, and Skarner will not be on the list. Let's get started
Xin Zhao, the Seneschal of Demacia
this was another intering champion with great gameplay and Backstory, let's start with the later.
Xin Zhao, before joining the League was a prisoner of No
Fall of the SovietsDecember 27th, 1991Fall of the Soviets2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dear Wang Yao,
I am sure you have heard by now....yesterday the Soviet Union collapsed...it makes me sad...I have lost everything I had known again. It’s like the death’s of the Romanov family and how my country fell from being rules by czars to being a communist country ruled by the government. It is not as bad as losing little Anastasia and her family, but...it is still horrible.
I will never understand...how could I lose so much? Everyone seems to hate me....and they left. The baltics, my sisters, everybody who was my ally when I was Soviet...but most importantly....you. I hate myself, I do, for letting such stupidity tear us apart. And something as simple as our governments?
This is not why I am writing you....I am sorry to digress. I simply want to tell you I am sorry. I don’t care what my new boss says, I will always have this feeling for you. A...yearning to be with you. You are my sunflower, the light of my life...since the day I met you, a
Champion idea: Moeka, The Inspired ArtistChampion idea: Moeka, The Inspired Artist3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Moeka, The Inspired Artist
Stats at level 18
Magic Resist: 30
Critical Chance: 0%
Health Per 5 sec: 9,2
Mana Per 5 sec: 0
Dye Refill (passive)
Description: If Moeka isn't using one of her abilities or autoattacking, her Dye level increases by 5/7.5/10% (depending on her level) each second. Moeka can't use an ability if she doesn't have enough Dye for it.
Cost: 15% Dye for each 125 length of spell.
Description: Moeka draws saplings along the curve, dealing 50/70/90/110/130 (+65% of Ability Power) damage to all enemies on its way and rooting them for 1 second.
Cost: 25% Dye fo
The Spider and the SpecterThe Spider and the Specter2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rain poured down, pounding against the earth in a barrage of needle sharp attacks, that, despite the harmless look, would likely be acidic and painful should it ever touch the flesh. It was dark, shrouded in mist and a thick feeling of uneasiness, like every day in the Shadow Isle. The trees glowed a faint blue, like electricity that was dulled, flowing through the branches and providing some sort of light. In the distance, the soft howling and wailing of souls who were being taken in by death echoed through the trees. It was a sound that the ears grew accustomed to after so long. Living here, it became a comforting sound, as if a reminder that the world was in tact. It was there, in that place of darkness and hollow cries of despair, shrouded in thick fog, that the Queen of Spiders called home.
Elise breathed in deeply, the scent, which could not be described by words captured in the English language, was like a glowing blue aura, that flowed through her body and gave her life. It was
The Back Dooring Yiroses are redThe Back Dooring Yi4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
violets are blue
soraka is dead
soon we will be too
by chasing us down
as we ran to base
she made the sound
that they got an ace
now they take baron
but we're here to play
so we send in garen
to swipe it away
with nashor's in hand
we drove down mid lane
breaking turrets to sand
and dishing out pain
just two turrets left
then the game will be won
we take pride in our theft
now we're having fun
only one hit to go
when the screen starts to move
where it rests to show
a yi doing his groove
a move thought to be lame
which blindsidded me
we just lost the game
to a backing door yi
Orianna LoL Fanfic Looking Inside Episode 3Orianna LoL Fanfic Looking Inside Episode 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a curious table, separated from every other, with quite some space and it had a blanket over it. It could be appreciated there was a spherical object underneath the blanket, standing in a white marble monolith.(...)
(...)Orianna approached to the sphere aiming her heart at the lens in the sphere. A magic bond started to form, becoming more visible as she approached, and when Orianna was as close as she could, the bond intensified, throwing sparkles and small lightning in all directions. Corin could only stare at his robot girl, smiling at the sight. It was proven now that the Infinity Gear could spread its power to other machines, and Corin understood the danger his daughter would be if someone found about it.
The Blade's Retribution The assassin rushed to emerge into the shadows of the dark alley.The Blade's Retribution3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Dammit" she whispered and wiped the bloody scratch on her face while removing crimson hair strands to improve her vision. Her narrowed eyes made her scar stand out even more. Not detecting her enemy's silhouette through the blackness she took a moment to lean against the wall. She groaned in pain as she removed a black arrow stuck in the flesh of her thigh. As she pressed her palm onto her waist, the pain was renewed and her hand was painted with her own blood.
"Dammit" she swore again. Sound of footsteps made her grab her only weaponry, a pair of daggers tied with thongs onto her back. Having calculated the approximate position of the one who hunted her down she followed her instincts deeper into the Noxian underworld.
"You can't run forever" a voice echoed from a small distance behind. A calm, concentrated voice, slightly sadistic... It was obvious that he enjoyed the chase.
LightsSuch a dark world we are living inLights3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
And in the murk, some of us finds a spark
A spark that is constantly shrouded in the darkest shadows
Far from our grasp we struggle to reach it
Wanting to be bathed in it's bright radiance
and be alleviated from our pain and suffering in the darkness
As long as it shone, we never stopped to move towards it...
But the road to that beacon is dark, treacherous and hard...
That path will have its ups and downs
And twist in the most oddest ways...
But sometimes...sometimes we stop struggling...
And we give in to our doubts and our sadness
In turn we are engulfed by the darkness
The light will fade slowly until we can barely see it
But oddly enough, it will not completely disappear
It will still be there, just waiting for us to arrive
Sometimes we lose our way and go for another light
Only to realize that this was not what we wanted
And so we turn back to your old path and continue the journey
We will meet people in the way,
Some might leave us in the pursu
Pokemon-BW:chapter-4: Dragon in the FirePokemon-BW:chapter-4: Dragon in the Fire3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even though Panpour can be a pain, for now, it was great traveling with him. Except the times he blew water gun at me.
"The leaders look back, we can battle now." Kestrel confidently said. I nodded, I was excited, yet terrified. These pokemon are tougher then the trainers we battled. As we entered the gym, boy, were we in for a shock.
Not one, but three gym leaders stood in place. The names of Cilen, Cress, and Chille.
"Anouncing that Chille will battle angainst the challenger, Kestrel!" Cress automatically shouted. I was like, I rather battle Cress then red-head. We were lead to the battlefield shortly after.
"Pansear! GO! Chille called out Pansear, a fire type. I was concerned about this one, I'm weak against fire types. Not to mention my battle with Tepig. Panpour... Panpour has a hard time, listening, and bonding. What is Kestrel's choice. She thought for a minute, then looked at me, I li
Mundo's MadnessHe looks at himself with child-like wonder, never ceasing to exclaim his happiness when he notices something more grotesque than the last feature, his blue lips, and most recently, his tongue's inability to stay in his mouth. He pokes and prods himself, checking this life function and that, eventually getting down to experimenting. His heart pounds with joy, he doesn't want to fight, he just likes to play doctor with people, but the people never want to play, and they don't seem to want to play long when they do play. Of course he's always the surgeon, and that might say something, but he doesn't think about that, he's just lonely. He knows the people of Zaun and Noxus only think of him as 'the madman' and some wonder if he really does experiment, or if he's just a murderer. But these days he uses himself as a lab, preferring not to hear the screams, they remind him of his parents when he was younger, and how his father treated his mother, but they're gone, and he has more important thMundo's Madness3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Welcome, to Summoner's RiftEach side consists of five warriorsWelcome, to Summoner's Rift3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Two tiny armies, carefully picked
An echoing voice, rings throughout
"Welcome, to Summoner's Rift"
Ninety seconds to prepare for war.
Purchases made, but never in haste.
Four-seventy-five shining gold coins,
There to spend but easy to waste.
Three different paths out of the base
Each a lane, with brushes adorned,
Champions protecting their own side's jungle,
Waiting for the call of "Minions have spawned"
A battle of great length and farming alike
Defines the role of the lane at the top,
The middle of the map, a splash of magic,
Hoping for their foe's concentration to drop.
The lower of the paths, a battle of four,
Two per side, to damage and support,
Avoiding shots from the enemy Carry,
Then diving back in, a quick retort.
Right in the midst of the trees and the brush,
The Jungler roams, following a route,
Then when an enemy gets low on health,
He arrives in the lane - there is no way out.
First blood is called for the team in the blue
Extra gold for
Pokemon Marysue: New Beginings.Pokemon Marysue: New Beginings.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello, Marisu here to present the MUCH long awaited sequel to my earlier masterpiece.
Enjoy, and comment with your criticism.
Also, thanks to Jousten for helpin' me write other stuff.
As I arrived at the hospital, they made me wait in the lobby for four hours, despite my severe injury.
Apparently, when you lack insurance it complicates things. Ash waited patiently, holding my hand as I wept. I wept not for myself, for I am not selfish. I wept for Misty's poor, lost, and evil soul. It was saddening that she couldn't understand he utter depth of Ashy-Kun's love for me. I finally was permitted entrance into the vacant, cold, and lifeless room. The doctor eyed me lustfully, as every male did. No man could deny my luscious birthing hips, and my long, flowing hair. I ran, reminded of the douche bag scientist. Outside, as I waited for Ash, I noticed a bright fire in the distance. As I drew near to investigate, Misty's bright orange hair was revealed as the supposed flame. Ash
FC: Obrona Alma, Orchidea, JarvanFC: Obrona Alma, Orchidea, Jarvan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Od jakiegoś czasu był podniesiony stan alarmowy w Fantasme. Wszystkie grupy w nieznacznym chaosie biegały to tu, to tam, w celu wykonywania swojej części obowiązków. Alma też miał zaraz do nich pędzić, nie wybaczyłby sobie jednak, gdyby nie oddelegował dwójki adeptów, która miała w katakumbach włączyć bariery. Z niecierpliwością wyczekiwał ich nadejścia.
I owszem, pojawił się jeden z uczniaków prowadzony w ramach eskorty przez swojego małego czworonoga, będącego z nim w krwawym pakcie.
- Świetnie, już jesteście. Co to za markotna mina? Ruchy, ruchy, nie ma czasu. Gdzie zgubiliście Orchideę?
Niedługo potem na horyzoncie pojawiła się drobna postać, prowadzona przez dumnie prezentującą się paladynkę, Saligię. Od momentu sali strachów, bardzo się ze sobą zżyły, obie rozumiej
Don't be afraidI ran quickly through the hallway, my eyes tightly shut as rage filled my mind. I needed to get to my room quickly. I have no idea if I could contain it any longer.Don't be afraid2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Dont be afraid
Automatically, I turned at the corner sharply, my hand instantly shooting out to grab hold of the doorknob before I turned it, pressed my back against the door and slammed it shut.
Its only love
I slowly slumped down to the ground. My heart thudding painfully in my chest and sweat dripped from my brow. My arms gradually wrapped my arms around my legs, as I started to regain my breath and calm my swift heartbeat.
Dont be afraid
I held my legs closer to my chest as an image attacked my mind. My best friend and crush. Hugging. Tears started to sting my eyes as memories flashed through my mind. The sound of the scenes of before reverberated in the confines of my head. I tried my best to keep my breathing smooth and normal, but to no avail. My emotions were already too strong
League Judgment - TeemoLeague Judgment - Teemo4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I always wanted to do one.
A small, energetic yordle steps into the Great Hall, a large grin painted on his face. The emptiness of the place does not bother him. Rather, he boldly marches forth, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.
Faithfully repeating the Scout's Code under his breath, Teemo quickly approaches the doors, determined to face any and all challenges coming his way.
Immediately he feels a slight chill, a sense of danger, causing him to tense up. He knows this feeling. His grin instantly melts off his face and he grabs his blowgun, ready for combat.
He had defended his home, Bandle City, for as long as he could remember. He remembers the early days of training, where many other yordles like him lined up in front of the drill instructors for hours, repeating the code. He was a fast learner, quickly gaining a reputation amongst his brethren for his swiftness. He led many of the patrols and wasted no time eliminating every opponent he came acr
For Cry[ This is written for Cry aka ChaoticMonki on Youtube, by his request during a multiplayer livestream of hilarious win. I said in chat that I was forgoing writing yaoifics to watch the stream and the rest is history. I could not stop at one... so there are two fics, one that is a bit cliché and has Cry as the uke (aka the submissive one) and then my personal favorite, one in which he is the seme (the dominant one). Russel can be found over thisaway and, like the true gentleman he is, provided the necessary other half for a right good pairing. I hope the following entertains or at least amuses. All typos, destruction of grammar, plot inconsistencies, etc., are entirely my fault. Use only as directed. Member FDIC. ]For Cry3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Story The First: Hangover Cure
Cry woke to the smell of alcohol, both lingering on warm breath at his ear as well as growing stale on air brightening with morning light. The twent
Don't stray farI see your painDon't stray far3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I see your fear
Come here, stay close my dear
I hear your heart
I feel it beat
Please don't stray far from me
These words are hard to say
Encouragement is what we need
But things aren't always what they seem
Don't stray far
Don't go away
These words you hear today