Take a moment and imagine your main when they're old and cannot fight anymore. How depressing is that? http://imgur.com/5wGotP8
I'd apologize to 
mains, but those do not exist.
does not count.
Shadow Isles are cheaters.
Edit: Holy cow, I come in the morning and http://imgur.com/sA61BaI One ARAM later http://imgur.com/UGaYpIN
tosses around barrels from his weelchair
I'm a cheater....
: AY GET THE FUCK OFF MY LAWN!
: But these bushes are nice! Very well kept
: It's been 40 years.. and its time to do something I've should've done a long time ago!
: End the game you were stalling 40 years for the hunt?
: Well that.. AND FINISHING THE HUNT!
: ITS ON- AH OH WTF
: (spraying rengar with a garden hose cause his doctor said no physical activity)
: STOP IT
: cough cough NEVER
: WAIT... i have an idea!
: hmm?
: lets decide this hunt once and for all... WITH BINGO!
: Challenge accepted! violent coughing as he slowly backs away into the shadows... of his house since his lightbulb went out and his kids never visited to put a new one in for him
Meanwhile
: Good.... Good.... soon all the junglers will be dead, and we'll rule runeterra once aga- you have been slain
- Patch 420.17 Lee sin is now a god to make LCS remain entertaining for all these years, he will never die.
: FUUUUUUUUUUU-
Visits Valor while resting flowers by his grave along side her brother's
biggest funeral ceremony in the world
As he lays down on his death bed, the very last words out of his mouth are, "I miss my kind."
I am 110892314 Years old now, civilization ended a week ago, I won the war single-handedly, but now I can't fight anymore because I already won.
"Grandpa Urgot! Grandpa Urgot! Tell us a story!"
Ho ho, you kids and your wonderful spirit. Ok, I'll tell you a story from my childhood.
"Yea! Come on guys! Grandpa is telling a story!" children gather 'round
Let's see… yes… once upon a time, there was a man.
He had a dark, secret past.
Children "ooh" in anticipation
Falls asleep
A New Dawn but she never gets back up
: coughs Darling all these fights all these wars and its age that lands the coup de grace
: I'm getting to old for this
For your Countless war crimes you Darius are sentences TO DEATH BY GUILLOTINE, WHAT SAY YOU "THE HAND OF NOXUS"
...Brother looks like i'll get to see our mother first....
: KILL ME APPRENTICE JUST AS I ONCE DID TO MY MASTER KILL ME AND END MY TIDE
: System Error Corruption detected
Whats wrong with the bucket of bolts
That old hunk of junk? no clue it's getting expensive to keep on fixing it might just let it rust
THIS IS YOU GETTING- .....OWWWWWWWW.... MY HEART...... XAYAH, MY PILLS, XAYAH?!
: It keeps coming back and leaving. Bits and pieces of my life before...before what I am now. And now in the midst of this horrific carnage, my mind is now clear to what I have become. No more.
Sion drops his axe and kneels on the ground in the middle of the battle
: Something is wrong.
With unbridled fury, Sion begins to bash and tear at the soul furnace in his chest
: No more. No more. No more. NO MORE!!!!!
: Vladimir! Stop him!
: I can't. The connection isn't stable.
Cracks form in the furnace, with screams of its inhabitants following through as they seek freedom.
: Get out of me! Earn your peace, as I earn my final rest!
Sion turns to see Swain across the battlefield. A familiar image fills his mind. Rage fills him once again, different from the battle frenzy that drove him for so long. What he carried was the same rage that brought his hands around Jarvan's neck
Pure, utter, hatred.
: SWAIN!!!!!!!!!
: Stop him. NOW!
Spears and magic pelt Sion's charging form. But they are but raindrops to a bolder rolling down a hill. His furnace burned bright, enveloping him in the souls and blood of the fallen as he crashed through noxian soldiers as though they were toys. Before Swain can utter another order, Sion's cold hands are wrapped around the general's throat.
: I am your pawn, no longer!
The furnace finally breaks, leading to an explosion that mirrored that of the rune wars. All that remains is Sion's iron peg leg, melted into the dirt as a testament to what happened.
Thank God light is weightless
3 of us should be able to carry this staff
I think I'll just drink some of your essence
I'll just meditate for 5 minutes... never wakes up
That tasted grey
Uses ult Drowns
"How about some warm milk and a story? You're never too old for a story."
(I main Sona and Lux)
( On her deathbed. various champs are crowding around. Garen charges through the masses, running like he hasn't in decades despite his own poor health. Sona sits with her etwhal on her lap, fingering the golden designs with her shriveled fingers and staring intensely at the events unfolding before her.)
: Lux! you can make it through this. I swear on m-
: Garen, please. hope banishes fear, but a false hope brings a greater fall. do not weep for me. All light must eventually fade, but the memory of that light will live on.
: DON'T SPEAK LIKE THAT! don't ever speak like that. I-i'm not going to let you go that easily. I won't.
: (smiles slightly) I haven't heard you yell like that in decades, since I told you I was going to spend a year in Shurimah training Taliyah to control her magic. you were so mad. you thought you might never see me again.
Garen, listen. our time in this world is drawing to an end. I am departing, and eventually you will join me. Wherever we may go, I trust that we will be together. so please, don't weep.
(Turns to Sona) Sona. Words cannot describe how happy I am to see you here today.
: (smiles faintly)
I have a request of you. I've always admired you and your music, ever since we were young. I know we grow older by the day, and playing your instrument becomes harder and harder as we age, but could you try to play a song for me? One more song to ease my passing.
: (Smiles and nods, a single tear trickling down her cheek. she plucks a string, making a faint reverberation in the air. nodding, she slowly let herself be enveloped by the music, improvising her greatest work yet. It was a sad song, a song of passing. a song of letting go.)
: (a single tear glistens on her face.) Thank you, Sona. and goodbye...
Mid: 
Well... oh. Ok, I'll try my secondary role.
Top:
Oh...
Wukong remember the ways of the wuju....
YI NOOOOOOO
: fucking massive 80 year old blob.
Chills at the Xer'Sai hive spawning hundreds of children a day with about a dozen drones at her literal beck and call
She'll be fine.
An elderly man once said to be a legendary warrior who protected the realms, who has passed the mantle to his son and provides wisdom and insight toward the Kinkou.
After the battle with the mass murderer Jhin left his brother mortally injured, Shen personally buried his body on a hilltop deep in the forests of Ionia. It is said he would walk there every year on that day to pay his respects to the brave man once known as his brother Zed, until the day when his old, tired limbs would carry him no further, and his eyes grew blind from exertion. To this day, the secret of Zed's grave is kept between Shen, his son, and his wife.
: Sisters.. i really hoped we could get along one day...
Don't talk to much Ashe.. i've got your back even in the shadow of death call..
Please Lissandra, spread the words about Freljord Greatness of the trio of freljord queen's..
: You must become immortal on my memory, then i shall proceed to continue my sister's journey, rest easy..
United to the end !
United to the end !
United to the end !
R.I.P :
[zombie-nunu-tears]
When will he ever be unable to fight anymore? He'll die like an ace. Kamikaze into something. That's the way he wants to go.
GET OFF MY LA.... wait a minute...
chimes
Bard is an ageless cosmic spirit and thus doesn't count
puts on blublocker glasses "DEMACI-blergharrgh!"
His body is cracked and crumbling. His crown is covered in bird's nests, his wings are dulled with rust. Down in his shadow, the bones of a thousand warriors have turned to dust, and new life is growing from the fertilised soil: flowers and vines reaching up between the broken pieces of armour, climbing over Galio's toes and tail.
It has been hundreds of years since a human being had passed by, and even longer since Galio has seen a mage. He no longer remembers what it like to move and fight, and has forgotten the name of the country he once protected. Without magic to stir it, his mind slowly fades away. Galio will never move again.
: "I might be old, I might be decrepit, I might be on 12% hp and have no mana, I might be completely and enitrely useless, but I am still going to go 1v5 the enemy team, AND THERE IS NOT A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO TO STOP ME!"
Hmmm
you forget Overwatch's Roster is mostly Senior Citizens? Literally if you remove some of the girls you're left with old men and old women fighting each other.
Ana is 60 years old Soldier is old too. Reinhardt is 61. ect
One people year is 50 Galio years!
