Warming of a shattered heart - Locker room with the yordles.

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Ms Annie Hastur

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06-16-2011

QUICK EDIT - of 6/20/2011) I write these whenever I get the feeling of a good idea, this will not even be close to Necromonger levels of epic, the plot may be, but the writing will be amazingly lax in comparison. Updates will be frequent to a couple days, depending on my mood. This is mainly just me writing what I can, and Krallna will be the main account I use for it.





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It had been a long day, many of the summoners Teemo had gotten had done terribly with him, and despite wins or loses, all the deaths had left him sore. He was finally wisked away into his last daily match, he had filled his quota, and deserved some rest, for once he would likely leave it at the minimum.

He donned his cheerful facade and entered the room.

"Captain teemo reporting for-"

He cut off as he noticed, for the first time in his career, the locker room was nothing but Yordles.

He smiled, brighter and more true of a smile than the faces he donned in matches of different types. He though to himself, today was special.

Tristana and Amumu ran towards Teemo, smiling.

"Hey, interesting match setup today, eh Teemy? I'm already locked and loaded!" Tristana seemed just as happy at the setup, though something had her nervous, he saw that.

"Hey Teemo, how are you?"
Amumu was, as usual, solemn, but his happiness was there too. As was, even under his bandages and undead form, fear.

Poppy looked back at teemo, throwing him a smile, her face became solemn again. as she looked back into a corner, a corner teemo had not yet noticed, strangely. His head moved slowly towards it, and his heart sank, his smile washed away again, even the masked happiness he wore became a ruthless, cold, and hate filled snarl.

It was Veigar.

Veigar seemed to have a headache, and sounded like he was panting, Teemo walked up to poppy, and whispered to her.

"Has he tried anything?"

Poppy looked at him, only her eyes moving, her body tense, her muscled arm shivering as she gripped her hammer.

"He saw Amumu and Me enter the room, after Tristana, and he started doing that."

Veigar looked up at poppy, his gaze now seeing Teemo, his hands fell to his sides, and he straightened up, silence took him once more. His head turned forwards, he picked up his staff, and slid off the bench.

"Let us convene within the fields."

Those were the only words anyone heard from him that entire match. Veigar had taken the middle lane, alone again.

They won that match, extremely one sided, with Veigar at a total of 50 kills, 10 deaths, and no assists.

Teemo noted that the only one to die that whole battle was Veigar.


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Keiji Cupcakes

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06-16-2011

Uh oh...
OH NOES WRONG ACCOUNT


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Souji Setuh

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06-17-2011

...Go on.


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Keiji Cupcakes

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06-17-2011

They approached the locker room again, weary from the battle, even though it had gone fast, they were tired of all the movements back and forth from base or turret to veigar, who had been overly agressive the entire match, and rightfully so. Teemo didn't think he'd ever see anyone get a 50 kill game.

Tristana and Poppy waved and left, Poppy was headed back to Bandle city for a little bit, and Tristana was a megling commando, an escort mission was a cakewalk for her, and it also got her some honours.

Amumu pat Teemo on the shoulder. "Get some rest, I'm going back to the library for the furthest back public records I can find on Bandle city. I might be able to find something there."

Teemo smiled his true smile abit longer, then felt a metal gauntlet grip his throat, as he was pushed, and turned around, and finally slammed into a wall. Veigar stood there, strangling him with one hand, or it would be strangling, Teemo could breath.

"I heard Piltover is nice this time of year, the mothership project could use you back home too, either is fine."

Teemo was boggled, he didn't understand what was happening, and as his eyes went back into focus, he saw Veigar, Not veigar the tiny master of evil, but the Yordle merchant who had a thing for humans all those years ago, as he was left to enter Noxus, for what would become his dark rebirth, saying goodbye to his childhood friend, and now Scout leader of the escort service, and aspiring League champion.

Teemo frowned, attempting to draw a dart from his pocket. He could at least stab Veigar, he hoped. His arm was promptly wacked hard enough to shatter bones, but for the hardened Scout, it only left his arm numb.

Veigar spoke again. "Or maybe that resort of Demacias, I'm sure poppy could take you or something. Beaches? Bilgewater has them too, good idea. Bring some friends."

Teemo both could not understand what was happening, nor did he like it. He roared as hard as he could(truly fearsome for a yordle, but for anything else it would be laughable). And screamed at veigar.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

Veigar's face was uncovered now, the dark magic had left his visage, showing the blood matted, yellow eyed and scarred Harbringer of Darkness, the shattered Yordle whose pain had made him a monster. His fur was grey and mottled, as before it had been almost as fluffy and bright as Teemo's own.

He sighed, throwing Teemo across the room and through some benches, as he hit the wall and slumped over, veigar was already upon him, his face, now shrouded in his pain once more.

"Don't become me."

Teemo began to cry, the friend he had Sworn vengeance for, and then against, the single most powerful magus from Runeterra, his greatest failure and saddest regret that gnawed at his being every day, he could do nothing for, and could not stop now. As Veigar left the room, silently as his footsteps always were, Teemo cried. The words sank into him and he cried.

The next match started up, and was postponed, Garen and lux had found him, after they, Soraka, Miss Fortune and Kassadin entered the room, aghast by the wreckage. As he was rushed to the infirmary, and the Summoners tended to his wounds, he thought to himself.

"I wonder how Heimerdinger and Corki are doing these days."


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Keiji Cupcakes

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06-17-2011

Noone comments on my stuff.
I feel sad.


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Pig Magus

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06-17-2011

No Kenny? I am dissapoint son.


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Souji Setuh

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06-17-2011

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Noone comments on my stuff.
I feel sad.
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Originally Posted by Souji Setuh View Post
...Go on.
In case it wasn't obvious, it's interesting to me. Plus I can't say a thing until this is at an adequate length. Just keep posting and I'll eventually be able to have an opinion on it.


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The Nice Boat

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06-17-2011

All Yordles lol.


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Keiji Cupcakes

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06-17-2011

Here goes extension one.

Teemo had Recently arrived in piltover, the City of progress, he had been given the honor of flying in on Janna's Tailwind Airship, a Marvel of the Hextech world, the first to implement the now infant stage of the new Chronotechmaturgy Engines, something that Zilean had had a hand in Himself.

Tristana, as always, had followed Teemo, she too had taken the month or so off, he knew she wouldn't say it, having spent her entire life training to realize her dream, she believed that holding to that dream now was more important than anything. But he knew the one thing she refused to admit. He felt it too.

"I never took you for the Hextech fan, Teemy." She chuckled as Janna, who was an expert pilot, landed in one of the docking tower's many ports, crewmen tethering the Tailwind down.

"A yordle who doesn't have an eye on the latest new thing? Good one Trist." They laughed, it was true. While the better half of Yordles didn't obsess over the new gadget, they all loved to see it. The Mothership project had seen the hand of every Yordle to live in bandle city at any point to date. Teemo himself had found a way to open a sort of lock on what appeared to be a door, only to find it was double bolted.

As the stepped off the plane, they heard the sound of blades spinning faster than any sword could move, smiling, they looked skyward. Flying low to greet the Bandle city Elites and League champions, was Corki, he flew up, straight into the sky, and shut off his engines, smoke from the cooling rotary blades and tubes created a large cloud, from within plummeted the old Screaming Yipsnake, and just as soon as he fell from the cloud did he start his engines again, flip the chopper around and fill the cloud full of holes, the old pilots aim, they realized, was not an over exaggeration.

The cloud now said "Welcome!"

He landed, popping out of his machine and Saluting the two.

"I hope y'all had a safe ride over, over?"

He laughed, his mustache flowed in the breeze. "Enough of the jokes, Heimer wants to show you something, Tristana, I believe he has something for your ol' blowgun too, Teemo."

The two smiled at eachother, and followed Corki on their way to the garage. If Heimer made it for them, it'd be likely to take a person's arm off.


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Keiji Cupcakes

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06-18-2011

As the two strode into the infamous workshop, they heard the tell-tale signs of Heimerdinger marveling at a masterpiece.

"Ohoho.. hahaha!" The Revered Inventor, while an older yordle, had relatively "sprightly" laugh, as he would refer to it. Not many realized how intricately woven into their beings that this "Peacock Condition" was for yordles, for males, even how their laughter sounded was apart of their appeal.

Heimerdinger still won first place in "Sexiest Yordles alive." Something the Mothership Inquiry would post once a year. Heimerdinger would claim that his stylish hair was the cause, but Teemo knew. It was the laugh.

Heimerdinger noticed the two, and ran over to them with a small box he picked up off his desk.
"Go on, take a look. I want you two to test them, if I get the design right, the entirety of the forces in bandle city can use them."

Teemo opened the box, within were two small, constantly humming spheres with a button on them. Tristana removed one from the box, eying it cautiously. She did this with most new shot balls heimer would make for her unit. "What is it?" She said, finally sure it wasn't a bullet.

"I managed to get the rune used for that teleportation summoner spell by the Institute. The ball will identify whichever groups it is closest to, and teleport the holder onto the largest of them."

Teemo realized the importance of such a device quickly, and so did Tristana. Her eyes became as bright as the moon on a clear night.

Teemo chuckled. "I could pop in between our forces and others that were attacking, lay down a shroom farm, and get back in time for Tea." Tristana nodded, grinning. This device could give them such and advantage in a battlefield, it would be ridiculous.

Heimerdinger chuckled. "So, Teemo, what brought you here anyway? I got word of your vacation and went into quintuple time on this." He wiped his forehead with a rag. "That's impressive even for me." Tristana turned her head to Teemo. "Ya, first time I've even see you take a break, what made you decide?"

Teemo's smile grew hollow once again. "An old friend told me it'd be sunny this time of year."


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