Public Profile for Ciryandor

Brood Warrior for Life; we the few still march on to the beating of a gong few now hear. We still see in our mind's eye, a storm of flailing arms, pelvic thrusting before a mid-air split, a wild rush into frigid waters clad only in shorts. Thrown rice and ice popsicles, open-mouthed surprises and post-game crying sessions, Stargirls and K-Pop performances. All these are little trap cards we have. Because deep inside every viewer of eSports, there is a little pylon heart that just needs to be slowly brought open. It's just a little fantasy that everyone has to fall into, whether in a flash of epiphany, or in times of serene calm.