[Posted by: BringWarmAmericano(👑)]
[Title: I miss you all]
[Hello everyone,
How have you all been doing?
It's already been 30 hours since I began my self-reflection period due to various controversies.
I believe the principle is to reflect for 6 months. Thinking that I only have 5 months, 28 days, and 18 hours left gives me a bit of strength. Time flows so swiftly like water, doesn't it? The memory of playing the ocarina and enjoying music with you all seems so vivid as if it were just yesterday, yet so much time has already passed.
The weather is getting quite cold these days. Please stay healthy until we meet again.
Thank you.
Sincerely, BringWarmAmericano]
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Hey you crazy b*tch
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You're not even on Gtube, what's this 6 months nonsense
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Ah
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Is she deliberately doing this?
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ㄴ I'm WBA and yes, she's definitely doing this on purpose
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ㄴㄴ WBA doesn't talk like that
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ㄴㄴ Thinking this might actually be her alt account makes me so pissed
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Of course yesterday feels like yesterday, you idiot...
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Water is rushing in like a tsunami, so row the damn oar!!!
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ㄴ The type to set fire when water comes in
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ㄴㄴ "Since there's so much water, it should be safe to start a fire."
- ㄴㄴ AAAAARGH
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So when's the next stream?
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ㄴ She said she's sticking to 6 months, you f*cking idiot
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ㄴㄴ Why are you cursing at me...ㅠㅠ
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ㄴㄴ Sorry...
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ㄴㄴ Woo woo trash
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-Doo doo doo. Doo doo doo. Doo doo doo. Doo doo doo.
A piercing sound cutting through my head that felt stuffed with wet cotton.
Morning... I guess? It must be morning. I can't quite remember what time I set the alarm for.
I managed to lift my heavy eyelids slightly. The bright sunlight pierced through my hazy thoughts that were floating around in my drunken mind—so it really is morning.
Not exactly a refreshing one, though.
I recalled hearing that wine hangovers are severe because people drink too much of it thinking it's just sweet. Looking at how much I drank yesterday and my current state, that seems about right.
The wine bottles visible in the corner of my vision seemed to amplify my pain. Maybe because they triggered my guilt. Perhaps I have the unusual condition of having my conscience located in my stomach.
I'm tired.
Lying still in bed, staring at the ceiling, the patterns seemed to move slightly... I definitely drank too much.
Is it because of the alcohol still circulating in my body? Or because of the dream I was having until just now?
Somehow, everything felt unreal.
...What was that dream again?
I tried to recall the memory that was fading in real-time, but—as dreams typically do—it wouldn't stay put. Like breath already exhaled, scattering into the air.
Why does it leave behind this languid, sunken feeling when it disappears so easily? If it's going to vanish, everything should vanish together.
I wanted to stretch my stiff body, but I didn't even have the energy for that.
Thinking I might sleep a bit more, I hugged my bunched-up blanket and turned over, feeling an unpleasant dampness... Did I turn the heating up too high?
No, it's actually quite chilly.
Maybe it's not a temperature issue. I seem to be sweating in my sleep more often these days.
Perhaps I should buy some pajamas... They'd be easier to wash than blankets. Maybe it's time to break the habit of sleeping in just underwear.
Right.
Habits...
Need to change them.
Habits that don't suit me... yeah.
Life is a process of adaptation.
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.
I finally got out of bed hours after the first alarm. I don't know when I fell back asleep. When I woke up again, the blanket had dried.
Maybe thanks to that, I managed to gather enough energy to drag my heavy body outside to a restaurant.
"Here's your seolleongtang."
I nodded slightly and picked up my spoon. The gentle aroma of the broth entering my nose... I already felt healed.
For months now, the smell of meat has been too strong for me everywhere, making me unable to eat sundae-gukbap. Thankfully, seolleongtang was still okay.
If I couldn't eat any gukbap at all, I might have really cried.
A little salt. And plenty of green onions. I carefully transferred half of my rice into the hot pot. After these meticulous preparations, I took a big spoonful of the hot broth, and as it entered my mouth, it seemed to seep into my entire body—
Hmm.
Maybe just one drink.
"Excuse me... one bottle of soju, please."
"Yes~ What kind would you like?"
"Do you have the red one?"
"Yes~ Coming right up."
-Crack
-Glug glug
With a glass full of clear liquid in hand, I briefly browsed through community sites. First, I visited WeGether, where the comments on the announcement were... 300.
No, there's a + sign next to it... doesn't that mean more than 300? The response was hotter than expected.
It would be too much to read everything now.
I'll check it later.
After postponing that small task, I accessed other N.O.K. communities—indeed, the atmosphere was noticeably more bustling than usual.
People excited about the Korean team's World Series victory. People moved by Orthodox and GP's narrative. And... those discussing Rogue builds.
This board and that board were filled with questions and opinions about Rogues. An astonishing share. There was no longer any need to search for "Rogue" as a keyword...
Things have really changed.
I pressed the dislike button on a post saying "I want to kill all those bastards experimenting with Rogues in ranked games," and continued eating slowly.
It was simple work. Leaving friendly replies to questions about 2 Underground Rogue builds, upvoting good posts someone had left... and downvoting and reporting posts with unfair slander.
With each post I read, I mechanically repeated the action of taking a big spoonful of rice soaked in broth and pushing it into my mouth.
Feeling the insufficient weight on my spoon, I checked the pot and found only clear broth with nothing left in it.
...Did I focus too much? The ratio was all wrong.
I glanced at the still-full glass and the soju bottle with just one glass worth missing.
It seems too wasteful. Purchased with precious donation money. Shouldn't waste the members' goodwill—such thoughts carefully circled my somewhat clearer mind.
But maybe because the hangover still lingered.
Even until I got up from my seat, my hand didn't readily reach for the soju glass.
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Two days before the end of N.O.K.'s first season.
In other words, the end of an era.
As is often the case when an era comes to an end, it was a chaotic time where anger and greed seemed to have no limits.
The last chance to secure a higher tier. At no other time was it harder to find someone not taking ranked games seriously. Even the most casual players don't want to be disrespected for their skill level.
In the blank space of "I'm from Season 1 ○○," having a higher tier makes you look better.
Of course, there were also those who did their best to lower the tier of their teammates, but—
After Faraday Games announced they would provide a special surprise gift for users who achieved Platinum tier or higher, that number had significantly decreased.
Whatever the gift was, it made sense to secure it first and figure it out later.
However, if there was one problem, it was the recent World Series finals.
Just days before the end of an era. At that very moment, the rules of the world had changed.
[Posted by: ○○]
[Title: Looking for Rogue duo to reach Plat]
[(Screenshot of match history)
Knight with perfect mastery of shield support waiting
Only accepting Rogues with 50+ games]
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As if anyone would qualify?
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If someone already has 50+ games as Rogue, they were playing it before anyway, so better to avoid them
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Even if 2 Underground Rogue duo is sweet, what man uses a big shield
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ㄴ Gold with a useless dick vs Plat without one, clean and simple
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Ehwjrehwjr11
Add me
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ㄴ OK
[Posted by: ○○]
[Title: F*ck stop playing Rogue]
[I seriously want to find every bastard trying Rogue for the first time in ranked and break their fingers one by one
They have the audacity to ask "Coming to 2 Underground?" F*cking hell
If you're trash-tier, you'll die before you can even open your mouth
Just waving that dagger around and running to open chests, my blood pressure is through the roof]
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Nope~ 2 Underground Rogue is the standard now~
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ㄴ Address?
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Too many Rogue fanatics now
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ㄴ For real
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ㄴ They've even become so damn confident which makes it worse
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Please just play Rogue in normal games
[Posted by: ○○]
[Title: Wow even Lelay is playing Rogue lol]
[Wasn't he the anti-Rogue representative?]
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Gotta reach Challenger somehow
The power of the suddenly introduced new meta was being proven from the high tiers first. In Master to Challenger queues shown by various streamers, games featuring 2 Underground or Rogues in some form already exceeded 40%.
It was natural for people thirsty for higher tiers to detect and try to adapt to these winds of change, but—
[Posted by: Plat(real)]
[Title: Our team's Rogue vs Enemy team's Rogue]
[(Video)
Why is this happening to me?
3 losses in a row because of our trash Rogue
2 losses in a row because of enemy Rogue
Is wanting to reach Platinum once such a big mistake?]
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Comment not visible to Gold and below
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ㄴ Comment not visible to Gold and below
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ㄴ Comment not visible to Gold and below
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ㄴㄴ F*ck you all
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The skill gap between Rogues is too big
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ㄴ I hate GP
The win rate of Rogues used by players distributed between Gold and Platinum tiers was plummeting. It wasn't an easy strategy that could be handled by people jumping in without proper proficiency or understanding of the game.
So the confusion continued to intensify. There was sharp conflict in almost every game between those claiming you need 2 Underground with Rogue to win and those insisting people shouldn't suddenly try something they don't know how to play.
And since it was impossible to resolve all disputes through discussion in the few minutes given during the pick phase—
People were giving up on climbing through skill, and posts like "What's the current price for Platinum boosting?" were rampant in forums.
[BringWarmAmericano is now streaming!]
[Rogue Revival Movement – 👨🏫 🙂 👨🎓 🎉.]
The broadcast of the recently most famous Rogue user had begun.
With a broadcast title that was difficult to understand.