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Did you wear an eyepatch and say "yarr" a lot while pirating? If not, that explains why it didn't work.
Yo ho.
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Maybe I'll get scurvy. If that doesn't do the trick, nothing will.
Cut off your leg and replace it with a peg.
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We are pirates.
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Heh
As usual. =D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MyPWXB5o-Q
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Heh
As usual. =D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MyPWXB5o-Q
Heh.
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until 2500, I want Interest and Adamsm to write walls o text for their posts.
I bet you cant
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Adamsm
until 2500, I want Interest and Adamsm to write walls o text for their posts.
I bet you cant
Why should we?
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until 2500, I want Interest and Adamsm to write walls o text for their posts.
I bet you cant
Why should we?
To prove hax wrong?
Well, Adamsm has already failed, sooo...
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he can still edit
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he can still edit
Don't wanna.
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/whistle
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until 2500, I want Interest and Adamsm to write walls o text for their posts.
I bet you cant
Well Hax. If you really wanna play that way.
Lich King: *with an evil hatred in his eyes, gazes at Tirion, then slowly recovers* I thank you for ridding me of that...inconvenience...It was only holding me back. I am now a relentless killing machine...nothing can stop me.
Tirion: Yet you are in a weakened state. You should just stop while you have the chance.
Lich King: Hahahaha NEVER! *a dark fog begins to roll in and blot out the light of the arena...*
*cinematic ensues*
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Tirion lets out a cry of fury and charges out of the darkness at the Lich King with Ashbringer yelling: "You will pay!"
The Lich King just stands there, then with supernatural speed, deflects the blow, knocking Ashbringer out of Tirion's hands and making him fly backwards to the center of the arena, where he collapses.
The Lich King says: "You are no longer on hallowed ground...paladin. I am!"
An arrow whistles past the Lich King's left side.
Sylvanas: "Vengeance is mine! I have waited so long for this!" She fires another volley of arrows, but they just glance off the Lich King's armor and he laughs.
Lich King: "You hope to challenge me? You are weak...You will be punished!" He points Frostmourne in her direction and she begins to have the life strangled out of her...She is then flung into the roof and falls unconscious...The Lich King begins to walk menacingly towards her...
When suddenly a fireball streaks towards him, which he blocks with his blade...Frostmourne appears to suck the spell into it...Jaina then attempts to cast another, but the Lich King just walks towards her, deflecting fireball after fireball as she frantically mutters incantations and casts them at him. When the Lich King is upon her, he backhands her, knocking her unconscious...
During this time, Tirion begins to recover...and hears the voices of the souls imprisoned by the accursed blade Frostmourne...
Uther appears in front of him and says: "The time is now...You can defeat him...You must defeat him to release us...Avenge your brothers of the Silver Hand!"
King Terenas appears and says: "Defeat my son....Give him his end so he may be at peace...his reign must end."
Saurfang the Younger appears, in his uncorrupted form, and says: "Lok'tar ogar, Highlord, avenge me and defeat this abomination..."
Bolvar Fordragon stirs and salutes Tirion: "The Lich King must fall...He cannot control this world...Stop him now!"
Then, somewhere in the wind...it might not even be real...but Tirion hears another voice.....
Taelan Fordring: "Father...do it for me. I believe in you."
Tirion slowly gets up, and recovers Ashbringer, which had only fallen a few yards away. Upon picking up the blade, he becomes bathed in light, looking almost like a beacon in the darkness. He then yells out towards the Lich King, as he is about to finish off Jaina:
"I do not need to be on hallowed ground! I only need hope! Face me, traitor!"
Tirion then raises the Ashbringer as an aura of light surrounds him. The air seems to crackle with the power of the Lich King and himself...this was it, and he knew it. The Lich King strikes out, but Tirion effortlessly avoids the blow.
The Lich King looses a wave of frost as he makes an arcing swing with his blade, but Tirion deflects it. The two then enter a battle of blades, parrying each other's attacks in complex motion, but neither seems to be making headway.
Tirion then prepares to do an overpowering downward blow, but the Lich King easily seems to parry it. The two blades: Frostmourne and Ashbringer, connect and sparks fly...
The Lich King: "You cannot hope to defeat me."
Tirion: "I will defeat you. For the living...and for the souls you've imprisoned in that dreaded blade..."
He continues to press Ashbringer down on the blade, and suddenly Frostmourne begins to decay before their very eyes...The metal appears to corrode under Ashbringer.
Lich King: "This cannot be!"
Tirion: "Your blade has no power any longer. It is but a prison for the souls it has taken!"
Spirits begin to fly out as the sword decays, until the Lich King is left with a pommel.
As soon as the blade fully decays, Ashbringer pressed on and strikes its mark, smiting the Lich King across his chest and rending his armor.
Tirion then does a sideways blow, knocking off the Lich King's helm...
The Lich King collapses to a knee, and we see his true face: It still looks much like Arthas, except with icy blue-white eyes of hatred...His face is also hardened and white hair runs down everywhere...though almost in perfect uniform. His face expresses agony from the mortal blow he has sustained...
Tirion raises Ashbringer to the Lich King's chest...
"It is over Arthas, as I said before..."
The Lich King takes a choking breath...and then...speaks...
Arthas (in his original, though possibly pained, voice): It is over..after all...
Jaina, at this time, stirs, and briefly gazes towards the center of the arena...She sees two men...and immediately recognizes the other. She frantically gets up and rushes to the center towards the crouched body.
Arthas to Tirion: "You do realize...I cannot be redeemed...I don't deserve to atone for my crimes."
Tirion just simply nods.
Arthas: I have committed too many horrors...The Light has abandoned me.
Jaina rushes to his side: "Arthas!"
Arthas (his voice is even weaker now...): "Is that you...Jaina?"
Jaina: "Yes...Arthas..."
Arthas: "I did always love you, but my time has come...Listen...someone must...control the Scourge...Someone must....take my..place..." Arthas groans...He seems to reach for the pommel of the blade he had dropped...but doesn't reach it...He falls to the ground, dead.
Jaina begins to sob uncontrollably.
The cinematic ends here...
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Tirion just stands there, Ashbringer in hand, then reaches down for the damaged helm of the Lich King, examining it.
Saurfang and Muradin walk in, followed by Varian, then Thrall...
Muradin: *looks at the corpse with surprise* "So it is done? The lad has met justice?"
Tirion just faces him and nods slowly...
Saurfang: "Very well...my son is avenged and can rest in peace..." *begins to look mournful*
Varian surveys the arena, and sees Bolvar at the southern end, struggling to stand, but looking back at his lord. The King of Stormwind rushes to meet him.
Varian: *as he reaches him* Is that really you?
Bolvar: *looks up* Sire....
Varian: "There is no need to call me sire, brother. So you have survived..."
Bolvar: *looks crestfallen* "I'm afraid I have failed you...I do not have much time in this world."
Varian then looks at Bolvar, noticing the sheer amount of wounds to the body and soul his friend has incurred...He becomes somber...but then gazes at Bolvar with a sense of acceptance...
Bolvar: "Just...don't blame the Horde for my fate...They fought honorably at the Wrathgate...There was no...betrayal..." *He collapses to the ground as death takes its toll, his body turns grey as the fire within dims...and his soul is released from torment...*
Varian's face just hardens...and his eyes become glassy and he sits near his friend's corpse...
Thrall: *watching the scene, and saying more to himself* It's just like...when you left the world old friend...(obviously referring to Grom)
Sylvanas: *finally recovers and sees Thrall. She gets up slowly and surveys the scene before her, seeing the corpse of Arthas, she says* "Good, my vengeance has been sated at last..."
She then notices what Tirion is doing...She says:
"Tirion, what are you doing with that accursed helm?"
Tirion stops suddenly...He had been donning the Lich King's helm. Darion Mograine then steps into the arena, noticing the scene before him...
Tirion: "It is the only way.."
Jaina looks up: "Why Tirion? You do not have to..."
Thrall: *walks over to Tirion* "I agree Highlord, you are too important...too vital. What if another disaster were to happen? There are many here willing to give themselves over...to take the sacrifice..."
Darion: *steps in* "I would be most willing to take the mantle."
Tirion: *gazes at the three, then at the rest of the onlookers. He then looks to Darion* "You truly have learned nothing...Darion...You still remain too eager to take action...As for you two...I am confident that you both...in fact...all of you...are capable of keeping this world safe and free of conflict. I have ended this one...and I will ensure that for many years to come that the Scourge will no longer be an enemy! It is time...to give myself for the greater good..." *He begins to don the helm again* "They will remain in check..."
He finally dons the helm, and his body begins to freeze. He shakes all over, but then a flash of light issues from where he put it on, as the helm binds to Tirion for all of eternity, but showing Tirion's dominion over the helm and its grim powers...The sound of ice shattering is apparent. When the light finally stops...Tirion steps forward, helm on his head, and his eyes glow like the Sunwell...looking impressive with his Ashbringer.
Tirion: "This is a victory for the Ashen Verdict, a victory for the Light! It is finally over!"
(Copypasta FTW)
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