Tournament 1v1 Winter Seasonal - Round 1

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I. Wanted. To. Test. Seasonal. Teams. Because. My. Friends. Are. Playing. And. I. Build. In. This. Meta. And. I. Wanted. To. See. If. My. Teams. Are. Good.

Boat literally went out of his way to ask who my opponent was (as a joke but it’s epic he turned on me to show you the screen which somehow has more context?) and it’s no fucking secret that people joke (like the whole us east team) that me and him are the same person so I literally was joking with boat after he went out of his way to joke with me about who “my” oppinnent was. God forbid I’m either joking or prepping for a specific person

Also this entire situation comes from me going out of my way to call lost hero’s trash lmfaoo I really just wanted an excuse to. Otherwise I would have said I’m just making teams for my friends

Also good job copying and pasting your extraordinarily unhelpful infraction appeals post which actually shows me doing nothing wrong btw very skilled

Also btw boat can confirm me and kard are different people and also btw skilled moderator tda isn’t even using the right precedent
https://www.smogon.com/forums/threads/ubers-spring-seasonal-iii-round-8.3651507/#post-8161692
Chop isn’t permabanned
 
Playing VG once we see each other online.If anyone wants to message me on ps, message my alt Inkreativ pls
Could you explain to me how an "admitance" like that is convincing anyone. Kard is an own person, with his own work schedule(I know that bcs of oras cup r4, I have a picture of the scheduling at the bottom). I asked dom several times throughout the week if Kard was free, after my pinging oft him didnt help.
Out of anger dom posted an picture of his pms with Kard(pic at bottom)yesterday, which literally Shows that hes an own person.
The good at old gens thing is no Argument. I won the oras cup and was able to defeat various players that are plaiyng mons or 1v1 way longer than I do.(ggopw,Robyn,James) I also beat Kard in oras cup. That doesnt mean that im an alt of anyone, just bcs I beat people who have the same Type of learning speed that I do or people that played the game several years.
The third pic at the bottom is his profile in the ursa server with his role, as a second proof
 

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A boy called Peter lived with his parents in a village on the hillside. His parents, like most of the other people in the village, were sheep farmers. Everybody in the village took turns to look after the sheep, and when Peter was 10 years old, he was considered old enough to take his turn at shepherding.

But Peter was too easily bored, and he found it very tiresome being on the hillside with only sheep for company. So he’d find ways to amuse himself, running up rocks, climbing trees, chasing sheep, but nothing really kept him amused for very long. Then he hit upon a brilliant idea. He climbed to the top of the tallest tree, and started shouting towards the village: “Wolf! Wolf! Wooolf! Woohoolf!”

One of the villagers heard him, and got all the other men together, and armed with axes, hoes and forks, they ran out of the village to chase away the wolf and save their herd. Of course when they got there, they merely found Peter perched high up in his tree, laughing, and the sheep grazing peacefully. They were very annoyed with him. That night Peter got a spanking from his mother and was sent to bed without any supper.

For a while life went on again as normal, and people forgot about the incident. Peter managed to behave himself whenever it was his turn to mind the sheep. Until one day, he got really bored again. He picked up some sticks, and running through where the sheep were grazing, he started hitting the sticks together, and shouting: “Wolf! Wolf! Wooolf! Woohoolf! Woohoohoooolf!”

Sure enough, somebody in the village heard and before long the men all come running up the hill armed with their sticks and axes and hoes and shovels, ready to chase away the big bad wolf, and save their sheep and the poor shepherd boy. Imagine their consternation when they arrived in the field to see their herd grazing peacefully, and Peter sitting on a big rock, laughing uncontrollably.

That night Peter got a good telling off, an even better spanking from his mother, and was again sent to bed without any supper. For a few days people in the village went around moaning about Peter and his tricks, but before long things settled down again, and life resumed its normal uneventful course, and Peter had to do his turn at shepherding again every now and then. He decided he should behave himself, he really didn’t want to upset everybody all the time, and he especially didn’t want another one of his mother’s spankings!

Then, one afternoon when Peter was in the fields with the sheep, he noticed some of them were getting nervous, they started bleating and running hither and thither. Peter didn’t know what was the cause of this strange behaviour, sheep were running all over and making an ever louder racket. He got worried and decided to climb a tree so he could see what was going on. He balanced on a sturdy branch and looked around, what he saw almost made him fall out of the tree. There was a great big hairy wolf, chasing the sheep, biting at their legs, snapping at their tails. For a few seconds Peter was speechless. Then he started shouting: “Woolf! Woolof! Woohoohooloof!”

In the village an old man heard the shouting. “Oh no, not that Peter again”, he said, shaking his head. “What’s going on?” enquired another villager. “It’s that Peter again, he just can’t help himself”.

“That boy needs to be the centre of attention all the time”, said another. “Wait till his mother gets a hold of him”, added yet another. Nobody believed that this time there really was a wolf, and nobody got their hoe out, or their axe, or their shovel. All the sticks were left in the sheds and nobody rushed up the hillside. It wasn’t until very much later that afternoon, that the boy sent to take over the shepherding from Peter found dead sheep’s bodies strewn all over the hillside, and Peter still up there in his tree, whimpering, that the villagers found out there really had been a wolf this time.

At last Peter learnt his lesson, that if you always tell lies, people will eventually stop believing you; and then when you’re telling the truth for a change, when you really need them to believe you, they won’t.
 
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