Niggers warbow
v6 Mini
@Samir Amine RAMĐΛNI
Niggers warbow
v6 Mini
@Samir Amine RAMĐΛNI
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[INTRO – Spoken by a raspy medieval bard]
Gather round, you fools, and listen well!
For tonight I sing of a legendary tale!
Three Warbows roam the Roads of Avalon...
Three DPS...
ZERO BRAINCELLS!
They call themselves...
THE NIGGERS!
THE TERRORISTS OF THE AVA ROADS!
[VERSE 1 – Playful bard singing]
Three Warbows riding through the mist,
Searching for a victim they cannot hit!
Pressing Q, but missing the shot,
Pressing W, but hitting absolutely not!
They see a player, they start the chase,
Three mighty archers losing the race!
"He's one HP!" one idiot cries,
But the target escapes before their eyes!
[PRE-CHORUS – Spoken]
WAIT! WAIT! I HAVE MY E!
VAANDA, PLEASE! DON'T MISS AGAIN!
[VERSE 2 – Humorous storytelling]
Oh, poor Vaanda, master of the bow,
His E goes somewhere nobody knows!
He fires with pride, he fires with grace,
The enemy survives and leaves the place!
Q goes left, W goes wide,
The three great hunters lose their pride!
They chase one man across the land,
And somehow miss him by a thousand yards!
[CHORUS – Loud tavern choir]
HEY! HEY! THE NIGGERS ARE HERE!
THREE WAR BOWS BRINGING TERROR AND FEAR!
THE AVA ROADS SHALL KNOW THEIR NAME!
NO BRAINS, NO AIM, BUT ALL THE FAME!
HEY! HEY! RUN IF YOU CAN!
THEY'LL MISS THEIR SHOTS, BUT THEY'LL MAKE A STAND!
THEY CANNOT GANK, THEY CANNOT AIM...
BUT GANK THE NIGGERS AND YOU'LL REGRET THE GAME!
[VERSE 3 – Dramatic bard voice]
But suddenly! From shadows they appear!
The enemy gankers are drawing near!
"Easy victims!" the gankers declare,
They think three Warbows are easy prey!
But wait! The music starts to change,
The three idiots enter the range!
No more missed shots, no more delay,
The gankers are having a terrible day!
[BRIDGE – Spoken, dramatic]
The Q... CONNECTS!
The W... CONNECTS!
VAANDA...
VAANDA ACTUALLY HIT HIS E!
THE GANKERS ARE DEAD!
[FINAL CHORUS – Massive tavern crowd]
HEY! HEY! THE NIGGERS OF THE ROAD!
THREE WAR BOWS, THREE MENACE-LOADS!
MISS EVERY GANK, BUT WIN THE FIGHT!
THE AVA TERRORS OWN THE NIGHT!
HEY! HEY! RAISE YOUR BEER!
THE GANKERS TREMBLE WHEN WE APPEAR!
WE MISS OUR Q, WE MISS OUR W...
BUT WHEN THEY GANK US, WE KILL THE CREW!
[OUTRO – Drunken bard speaking]
And so the legend continues...
Three Warbows.
No brains.
No accuracy.
One Vaanda who still cannot hit his E.
But remember, dear traveller...
You may escape their gank...
You may outrun their arrows...
BUT NEVER...
GANK THE THREE NIGGERS OF AVALON!
[Final tavern chant]
THREE WAR BOWS!
ZERO BRAINCELLS!
AVA ROAD TERRORISTS!
THE GANKERS' NIGHTMARE!
[INTRO – Spoken by a raspy medieval bard] Gather round, you fools, and listen well! For tonight I sing of a legendary tale! Three Warbows roam the Roads of Avalon... Three DPS... ZERO BRAINCELLS! They call themselves... THE NIGGERS! THE TERRORISTS OF THE AVA ROADS! [VERSE 1 – Playful bard singing] Three Warbows riding through the mist, Searching for a victim they cannot hit! Pressing Q, but missing the shot, Pressing W, but hitting absolutely not! They see a player, they start the chase, Three mighty archers losing the race! "He's one HP!" one idiot cries, But the target escapes before their eyes! [PRE-CHORUS – Spoken] WAIT! WAIT! I HAVE MY E! VAANDA, PLEASE! DON'T MISS AGAIN! [VERSE 2 – Humorous storytelling] Oh, poor Vaanda, master of the bow, His E goes somewhere nobody knows! He fires with pride, he fires with grace, The enemy survives and leaves the place! Q goes left, W goes wide, The three great hunters lose their pride! They chase one man across the land, And somehow miss him by a thousand yards! [CHORUS – Loud tavern choir] HEY! HEY! THE NIGGERS ARE HERE! THREE WAR BOWS BRINGING TERROR AND FEAR! THE AVA ROADS SHALL KNOW THEIR NAME! NO BRAINS, NO AIM, BUT ALL THE FAME! HEY! HEY! RUN IF YOU CAN! THEY'LL MISS THEIR SHOTS, BUT THEY'LL MAKE A STAND! THEY CANNOT GANK, THEY CANNOT AIM... BUT GANK THE NIGGERS AND YOU'LL REGRET THE GAME! [VERSE 3 – Dramatic bard voice] But suddenly! From shadows they appear! The enemy gankers are drawing near! "Easy victims!" the gankers declare, They think three Warbows are easy prey! But wait! The music starts to change, The three idiots enter the range! No more missed shots, no more delay, The gankers are having a terrible day! [BRIDGE – Spoken, dramatic] The Q... CONNECTS! The W... CONNECTS! VAANDA... VAANDA ACTUALLY HIT HIS E! THE GANKERS ARE DEAD! [FINAL CHORUS – Massive tavern crowd] HEY! HEY! THE NIGGERS OF THE ROAD! THREE WAR BOWS, THREE MENACE-LOADS! MISS EVERY GANK, BUT WIN THE FIGHT! THE AVA TERRORS OWN THE NIGHT! HEY! HEY! RAISE YOUR BEER! THE GANKERS TREMBLE WHEN WE APPEAR! WE MISS OUR Q, WE MISS OUR W... BUT WHEN THEY GANK US, WE KILL THE CREW! [OUTRO – Drunken bard speaking] And so the legend continues... Three Warbows. No brains. No accuracy. One Vaanda who still cannot hit his E. But remember, dear traveller... You may escape their gank... You may outrun their arrows... BUT NEVER... GANK THE THREE NIGGERS OF AVALON! [Final tavern chant] THREE WAR BOWS! ZERO BRAINCELLS! AVA ROAD TERRORISTS! THE GANKERS' NIGHTMARE!Gather round, you fools, and listen well!
For tonight I sing of a legendary tale!
Three Warbows roam the Roads of Avalon...
Three DPS...
ZERO BRAINCELLS!
They call themselves...
THE NIGGERS!
THE TERRORISTS OF THE AVA ROADS!
[VERSE 1 – Playful bard singing]
Three Warbows riding through the mist,
Searching for a victim they cannot hit!
Pressing Q, but missing the shot,
Pressing W, but hitting absolutely not!
They see a player, they start the chase,
Three mighty archers losing the race!
"He's one HP!" one idiot cries,
But the target escapes before their eyes!
[PRE-CHORUS – Spoken]
WAIT! WAIT! I HAVE MY E!
VAANDA, PLEASE! DON'T MISS AGAIN!
[VERSE 2 – Humorous storytelling]
Oh, poor Vaanda, master of the bow,
His E goes somewhere nobody knows!
He fires with pride, he fires with grace,
The enemy survives and leaves the place!
Q goes left, W goes wide,
The three great hunters lose their pride!
They chase one man across the land,
And somehow miss him by a thousand yards!
[CHORUS – Loud tavern choir]
HEY! HEY! THE NIGGERS ARE HERE!
THREE WAR BOWS BRINGING TERROR AND FEAR!
THE AVA ROADS SHALL KNOW THEIR NAME!
NO BRAINS, NO AIM, BUT ALL THE FAME!
HEY! HEY! RUN IF YOU CAN!
THEY'LL MISS THEIR SHOTS, BUT THEY'LL MAKE A STAND!
THEY CANNOT GANK, THEY CANNOT AIM...
BUT GANK THE NIGGERS AND YOU'LL REGRET THE GAME!
[VERSE 3 – Dramatic bard voice]
But suddenly! From shadows they appear!
The enemy gankers are drawing near!
"Easy victims!" the gankers declare,
They think three Warbows are easy prey!
But wait! The music starts to change,
The three idiots enter the range!
No more missed shots, no more delay,
The gankers are having a terrible day!
[BRIDGE – Spoken, dramatic]
The Q... CONNECTS!
The W... CONNECTS!
VAANDA...
VAANDA ACTUALLY HIT HIS E!
THE GANKERS ARE DEAD!
[FINAL CHORUS – Massive tavern crowd]
HEY! HEY! THE NIGGERS OF THE ROAD!
THREE WAR BOWS, THREE MENACE-LOADS!
MISS EVERY GANK, BUT WIN THE FIGHT!
THE AVA TERRORS OWN THE NIGHT!
HEY! HEY! RAISE YOUR BEER!
THE GANKERS TREMBLE WHEN WE APPEAR!
WE MISS OUR Q, WE MISS OUR W...
BUT WHEN THEY GANK US, WE KILL THE CREW!
[OUTRO – Drunken bard speaking]
And so the legend continues...
Three Warbows.
No brains.
No accuracy.
One Vaanda who still cannot hit his E.
But remember, dear traveller...
You may escape their gank...
You may outrun their arrows...
BUT NEVER...
GANK THE THREE NIGGERS OF AVALON!
[Final tavern chant]
THREE WAR BOWS!
ZERO BRAINCELLS!
AVA ROAD TERRORISTS!
THE GANKERS' NIGHTMARE!
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