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lVergill

Vergil's World Poke Tournament

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lVergill

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The rule is simple, you poke like your life depend on it and with the only intention on your mind is WINNING! No mercy will be given out on the battlefield and no rule will bind your desire to crush your opponent with absolute needs.  

Like the queen once said, to everyone:

May the best win.

By that, I mean I will win.

- @Neptune

Good luck, I will enjoy crushing anyone that gets in my path of obtaining that crown that the queen doesn't need any longer. 

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Manni

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AND IF ANYONE IS HUNGRY, WE ARE CURRENTLY SERVING POKE AT THE SALAD BAR~

 

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lVergill

This will be a long war...

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lVergill

You sign your death warrant already....bro.  ヽ( `д´*)ノ

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PixelBoi

B-Bro... that's going to be my death. Dx

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lVergill

No mercy! =/

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lVergill

Bring it mortal, you can't defy fate.

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lVergill

I climb the steep hill as I manage to see the goal, I could see the end of her reign and my victory slowly approaching. This was unavoidable now, I will become the king. 

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lVergill

I easily reach 2nd place as I pass @SMFoxy and slowly reaching the ultimate goal and reaching the halfway mark. 

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lVergill

I need to congratulate @PixelBoi for poking 179 times, I am rather impressed by his determination to beat me.ヽ(°〇°)ノ

Also, making up to the leaderboard and slowly climbing to 3rd place which is fantastic to have a worthy rival. ( ̄~ ̄;)

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PixelBoi

What can I say? I'm not far behind now.

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lVergill

300 poke already, I am so close I can already feel the crown within my grasp and Neptune sleeping without knowing the whole ordeal. Oh well, easy win. ┐(︶▽︶)┌

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PixelBoi

But, and it's a big butt. Wouldn't the ultimate victory for myself be to stop poking you now that you're so close. :3

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lVergill

Traitor! ヽ(`⌒´メ)ノ

I just find a partner who can accomplish such task and take the crown for myself as I hail as king

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PixelBoi

Calm down. I'll poke you to the top. xD

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lVergill
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This is war my friend, either we rise to the top or get push aside. =3

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PixelBoi

But at your current rate no one will ever defeat you.

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lVergill

No one can't touch the untouchable..

No one can't break the unbreakable..

That's the idea.

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PixelBoi

I suppose you came up with the perfect plan. :p

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lVergill
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Become the impossible..

Become the unreachable..

You're slowly getting it.

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PixelBoi

Though, something could always change. It's still fair game. (●≧ω≦)9

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lVergill

Cheat? There are some flaw in the poke system and the winner of the day or month...

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