"What was that?!" screamed Coach John Madman as the team sat despondent in the dugout. "We couldn't do anything about it coach! They were on us before the ref had even blown the whistle!" claimed Solomon weakly "I don't want to hear your excuses!!" Madman spat back, "and as for you..." he looked down at Maath, who snorted shamefully while staring at the floor. "Stunned blitzing an elf! What are you all doing here anyway? I thought we were perfecting the art of BloodBowl for the glory of Slaanesh, but if that's my mistake then we may as well all f*ck off back to the wastes."
He left the dressing room, still seething with rage at what he has witnessed and leaving the team to ponder their future conduct.”
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"What was that?!" screamed Coach John Madman as the team sat despondent in the dugout.
"We couldn't do anything about it coach! They were on us before the ref had even blown the whistle!" claimed Solomon weakly
"I don't want to hear your excuses!!" Madman spat back, "and as for you..." he looked down at Maath, who snorted shamefully while staring at the floor. "Stunned blitzing an elf! What are you all doing here anyway? I thought we were perfecting the art of BloodBowl for the glory of Slaanesh, but if that's my mistake then we may as well all f*ck off back to the wastes."
He left the dressing room, still seething with rage at what he has witnessed and leaving the team to ponder their future conduct.”