Rage Tales
I got bored and decided I'd start up a sort of regular blog...thing...on my blog...updated whenever. Rage Tales: Looking back at rage and seeing if it was justified. I know I could just go to the qq thread, but it's not my rage that's going here nor am i raging about rage. Its just the memorable times when someone showered me with rage.
1st Tale: Why don't you have a support.
Years ago, I fought my way to lvl 30 by doing nothing but mastering Riven and all her abilities, builds, hell I even have her cooldowns memorized to the fraction of a second. That doesn't fly in the real world, obviously. I ended up playing a game with one of my dearest friends and I ended up as the support role. Thing is, the closest thing I had to a support at the time is Darius. Short version, we lost. Long version, we got destroyed.
I pick this story not because the rage is totally my fault and entirely justified but because my dear friend was doing his best not to end our friendship over a single bad game.…
1st Tale: Why don't you have a support.
Years ago, I fought my way to lvl 30 by doing nothing but mastering Riven and all her abilities, builds, hell I even have her cooldowns memorized to the fraction of a second. That doesn't fly in the real world, obviously. I ended up playing a game with one of my dearest friends and I ended up as the support role. Thing is, the closest thing I had to a support at the time is Darius. Short version, we lost. Long version, we got destroyed.
I pick this story not because the rage is totally my fault and entirely justified but because my dear friend was doing his best not to end our friendship over a single bad game.…


