The sight, was unfamiliar? As Jihn and Thresh stared down their lane and at the opposite end stood Taric and Braum. With a quick jolt, the pair looked at each other in confusion, as the team comp before them was baffling at best and unplayable at worst. "They're gonna live, until they die" said Jihn with a crooked smile, although Thresh even with his spooky ghost powers was unable to tell, since Jihn covered his handsome, chiseled, broad, handsome sexy face behind a mask. "Lmao, look at this dumbass bot lane comp", said Thresh in team chat. With a hardy laugh, done pressing control and 4 at the same time, the minions entered the lane and farming began.

Jihn threw out his grenade and with a succession of four dings he pocketed a fair amount of gold, while Thresh, seemingly ran around like a headless chicken, tried to make himself seem useful. Like all supports do, despite having no fucking idea of what to actually do, besides the ocasional river ward. Meanwhile, Taric and Braum were barely able to last hit a few minions, as they were seemingly slapping them, in between winking at each other and saying things under baited breath in the enemy team chat. It took mere minutes, two minutes and thirty five seconds to be precise, for Jihn and Thresh to hit level two.

Jihn signaled Thresh, and with a quick nod, Thresh wound up for 0.5 seconds and threw out his hook, and with a satisfying *chonk*, it hit Taric and wrapped around him. With two secure pulls, Taric came ever closer to Jihns attack range, "oh god yes! daddy~, pull me closer to your spectral cock" Taric said in all chat, flustered, Thresh pushed him away with his E ability, "flay". Jihn, looked at Thresh, flaring his angry emote he got from a recent event, "I-I'm sorry you heard what he said" Thresh said in team chat. "fuck u u dumbass ****** hook him again or I feed you dip****" Jihn wrote in teamchat, like every ADC ever with a god complex. Remember kids, have your profanity filter turned on.

Thresh, scared to lose his chance to get out his iron 3 placements saw no other way to but to do it again. Taric stood still for a moment, "lag? no... nothing that simple", Thresh thought, he had seen this move before, but as Taric was well out of the minion wave and had to risk it. Closing his eyes, and with a 0.5 second wind up, he heard it. *Chonk*. Thresh gave the chain a tug, he opened one eye and with another pull he confirmed what he had hooked, it was indeed Taric, again, reactivating his ability he flew to his target… and right into the grasp of a level 2 Taric.

"Oh god yes, he came back Braum ;)" Taric exclaimed in the all chat, while casting his E ability "dazzle", stunning Thresh in the process. Thresh became disoriented, as he saw stars for 1.25 seconds at rank one, when he came to, the two enemy lanes stood above him, tall, mighty. Manly. "You are safe with Braum", Thresh heard as a big hand was laid upon his shoulder. Thresh, despite knowing this is only a game, felt fear. Real fear. The kind you feel when you get into your placements and some dumbass ADC threatens to feed if you don't comply with their every move. FUCK YOU ADCS GET OFF YOUR HIGH HORSE YOU AREN'T SPECIAL.

The worst kind of fear.

Thresh was pinned by the might of Mount Targon, while he felt two manly and broad hands undo his belt and robe. He tried to lift his head to see what was going on, but was turned around and put into a very anime-esque and compromising position, the missionary. Thresh knew what was to come, this was indeed retribution for torturing countless souls. They would see him have his ass virginity claimed by the heart of the Freljord, protector of smiles and the goat herder: Braum. Thresh's lantern speckled like never before, 8 souls (it's still like, 4 minutes into the game) pressed up against the lantern from slain minions prepared for what was about to… cum.

But like, all that shit is pretty gay, and like, I ain't about to describe it. Meanwhile Jihn saw what was going on and suicided into the enemy tower, throwing the game for his whole team. While Thresh was figuratively, and literally getting raped by the enemy bot lane.

Moral of the sotry? Bot diff always wins.