[snoring]

Mordekaiser has been bothering me alot lately about me joining his deathmetal band.. but little does he knows that, I, being the calm and gathered person that I am, prefer listening to Classical music.Also.

kogmaw asked: [Launching living artillery around, Kog’maw happens to hit Garen’s bush.]

Oh Hai! You look yum! Be Kog’maw friend?

Listen, Since I’m in a good mood today; If you give me all of your gold, I’ll allow you to leave…with this delicious DEMACIAN cupcake.

I have returned, from the land where there was no color.. everything was gray.. it was really strange.. then all of sudden I was brought back to life right next to this greedy merchant. Anyway, Back in my bush,  I might as well check my mailbox.

Anonymous asked:
If King Jarvan III ordered you to invent a new battle cry, what would you say instead?

AICAMED

katarinathesinisterblade asked:
Hoping to see you on the Fields, we haven’t clashed swords since before the whole thing happened with Kalamanda. I need a worthy opponent again. ;)

I see you everyday in… AHEM! Yes. I am looking to forward to finally ending this rivalry, and I shall be victorious.

Anonymous asked:
Did you recently suffer a serious blow to the face? Why are you hiding your Demacian good looks from your profile?

I forgot to bring my camera, and I really don’t want to leave this bush, A kill might happen.. any minute..

Hmm.. Well I’m back at my turret; I might as well walk all the way back to base to buy some items.Spinning in circles, I approached the greedy merchant pig.Can’t he just lend me one of those sunfire capes? “Watcha need my fellow.. Dalmacian?” said the merchant.

I could not believe it! WHAT IMPUDENCE.

DEMACIAN GOD, grant me the patience to avoid silencing this foul wretch with my DECISIVE STRIKE

I forced myself to walk away. “I don’t need items; I’m Garen, The Might of DEMACIA”, I angrily muttered while walking back to my bush.

WHAT IS THIS!? SORAKA IS IN MY BUSH. OH NO, NOT IN MY FARMVILLE!

I heroically leapt towards her and my decisive strike connected! “VICTORY SHALL BE MINE.” Wait…What is going on here? How is she capable of running so fast!? It must be related to those darned magical hoofs of hers…

By the gods Summoner, why did you have to get Rally and Fortitude for summoner spells! There was no reply.

I refused to give up. Those magical hoofs were bound to get fatigued eventually. “I shall chase you to the ends of the earth, Soraka! TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH!”

I skillfully planted my rally banner before me to create a diversion for those blue minions. Determined, I chased Soraka, whose magical hoofs had slowed and no longer shone blue.

I was now within the turret’s range, but I felt no fear. “DEMACIA is with me!”

I advanced and began spinning towards Soraka. “JUDGEMENT IS IMMINENT!” I cried. However, I was suddenly unable to move?  What is going on? Hey, Summoner?!

XxDbZk1DxX has disconnected.

That’s right, I’m the man, I’m the one making you afraid of going for a stroll in my DEMACIAN forest. You can Hakuna Matata all you want Teemo your mushroom aren’t going to save you from my DEMACIAN JUDGMENT.

Blades were clashing, health-points were vanishing, I was once again in a mortal duel with this mysterious, yet so appealing, young woman that they call Katarina, the blade mistress. But, today was different, I was Fed beyond sanity, she couldn’t even dent through my 6 sunfire capes. I was getting the best of her, and the moment came, my DEMACIAN JUSTICE would put an end to this rivalry between us. I rose my sword the the sky, took one last look at my opponent and… DEMACIA!!

Wait whats going on? Ah damn I fell asleep waiting for an enemy champion to walk in my bush, a strategy that was well exercised by DEMACIANS. Today was my lucky day, Purple Caster Minion seemed like he was really motivated, and was pushing my lane. My chance finally came, this unaware Soraka ventured herself into my very own territory. DECISIVE STRIKE! But I got overexcited and yelled out DEMACIA too early, causing soraka to run away in fear.

Soraka may have avoided my judgment, but she shall never escape the judgment of DEMACIA. - I pledged as I spun my way toward my turret.