Ero sivun ”Dead Elf Society” versioiden välillä
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Siirry navigaatioonSiirry hakuunRivi 218: | Rivi 218: | ||
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"Pass, Pass, thrower bright<br/> | "Pass, Pass, thrower bright<br/> | ||
− | + | Pass it through the joys of night<br/> | |
− | + | Deep, deep, pass it deep<br/> | |
− | + | Little goblins sit and weep<br/> | |
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− | + | Witch-elf, witch-elf, in thy face<br/> | |
− | + | Violent desires I can trace<br/> | |
− | + | Secret weapons and secret smiles<br/> | |
− | + | Little pretty dark elf wiles<br/> | |
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− | + | With the stab, can you feel?<br/> | |
− | + | How thy life and game we steal<br/> | |
− | + | By thy cheek and in thy breast<br/> | |
− | + | Where thy little heart does rest<br/> | |
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− | + | O how the sneaky dark elves creep<br/> | |
− | + | In thy mind, in thy sleep<br/> | |
− | + | When thy little mind does wake<br/> | |
− | + | Dark elf nightmare does not break"<br/> |
Versio 11. huhtikuuta 2008 kello 08.12
Name | Position | MA | ST | AG | AV | Skills | INJ | COMP | TD | INT | CAS | MVP | SPP | Value |
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Walt Welfman | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
Henrik Ibnelf | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
Robert Henself | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
William Ernest Elfley | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
Bret Hartelf | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
Rafaelf Guillenelf | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
John Elffer | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
Elfward Field | Lineman | 6 | 3 | 4 | 8 | 70 | ||||||||
Randal Jarrelf | Runner | 7 | 3 | 4 | 7 | Dump-off | 80 | |||||||
Edgar Allan Elf | Blitzer | 7 | 3 | 4 | 8 | Block | 100 | |||||||
Amy Lowelf | Witch elf | 7 | 3 | 4 | 7 | Dodge, Frenzy, Jump up | 110 |
Rerolls | 2 | 100 |
Fan Factor | 0 | 0 |
Apotechary | Yes | 50 |
Treasury | ||
Total Value | 1000 |
"Pass, Pass, thrower bright
Pass it through the joys of night
Deep, deep, pass it deep
Little goblins sit and weep
Witch-elf, witch-elf, in thy face
Violent desires I can trace
Secret weapons and secret smiles
Little pretty dark elf wiles
With the stab, can you feel?
How thy life and game we steal
By thy cheek and in thy breast
Where thy little heart does rest
O how the sneaky dark elves creep
In thy mind, in thy sleep
When thy little mind does wake
Dark elf nightmare does not break"