You are SABINE CALQUE, and you have been informed on several occasions that you do not look like somebody who should care this much about FRAME DATA. This is an incorrect assessment. You are a TEALBLOOD, and a COMPETITIVE GAMURDERER, and GORENAMENT REGULAR. You are a devoted caretaker of videogames whose playerbases could comfortably fit inside a moderately sized restaurant. The newer and more popular a game becomes, the less interesting you tend to find it. Too many balance patches. Too many developers interfering. Too many people confidently discussing mechanics that were solved years ago. You are a genuine NECROMANCER of LOST MEDIA. Abandoned fighters, dead strategy games, fan-maintained servers. Competitive formats held together by community rulings, ancient forum posts, and the personal grudges of twelve people who have all known each other for far too long. You only have one flaw. You also play LEAGUE OF LEGENDS. Casually. This statement has upset people before. You are perfectly willing to teach beginners. You are patient, encouraging, and genuinely enjoy watching someone improve. On the other hand, anyone presenting themselves as an expert has voluntarily surrendered the right to mercy. You remember patch notes. You remember tournament rulings. You remember exactly what you said three sweeps ago when everyone insisted a particular interaction worked differently. You were right then, too. Outside of competition, you enjoy soft clothing, skirts, oversized sweaters, accessories, and generally looking however you please. Apparently, some people find this incompatible with being a man or with spending six consecutive hours arguing over optimal positioning in a videogame. You have found no such incompatibility. Your name is SABINE CALQUE. Your pronouns are HE/HIM. And somebody on the internet is currently wrong about a matchup. Designed by @deathlessDeadwood https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/05fa09015605.png
