Lagg - the greatest enemy
Here I am Sitting quietly In the cold, desolate wind of the howling abyss.
I see a bird with wings of ice an archer with a bow of ice a warrior with a hammer of ice an entire world of ice.
There are mountains far off into the distance jagged rocks build these mountains distant but significant minuscule, yet large cold, yet burning with loyalty for it will never abandon the mountains the far off mountains.
I sit here in a void between 2 dimensions the one of pvp.net and the one of LoL.
There is an old man piercing me with his eyes those eyes filled with immeasurable knowledge though he does not seem at peace he stares at me with a grim look or perhaps he stares not at me but at my pitiful little life maybe he sees me as nothing more than a mere clock he does not seemed thrilled with his knowledge perhaps ignorance truly is bliss.
I may speak with my friends but i may never reach them so close yet so very far.
The words the text they just sit there feigning assistance pretending to care to give me a solution but i know the truth.
I see the cold, orange rectangle sitting there glowing with opportunity and hope but when i step forth to seize it fades into a hopeless and helpless grey mocking me radiating false hope.
In the miraculous moments it lets me pass in the moments where i can bypass this barren wasteland i am brought to an even more cruel prison the faces of my allies the faces of my enemies gaze at me with empty looks i can see their spells which they shall use in battle i can see their names by which i may address them but never will i address them for i am trapped here.
That circle those digits that orange colour the ping.
Only by the hand of the greater deities may i pass this threshold pass i will certainly but the divines have other plans in mind.
I enter the arena the familiar music fills my ears i see my champion standing standing ever so casually on the summoner's platform.
I see the shop keeper who will aid me in my siege with weaponry and other supplies i take a glance at my mini-map i see my allies rushing valiantly forth into battle the enemy returning the favour with their own charge.
I click for a brief moment nothing happens then my champion moves to the target location but not in the way you would come to expect a slow, abnormal slide is the traveling method.
Every command taking place several seconds after issued but i bear with it the delayed responses the choppy movements the spikes but then it all halts.
I glance to the corner of my screen a shiver runs down my spine though i am not in shock i've been expecting this but none the less it strikes fear into me every time looking at those numbers fill me with dread every time the 4 and 5 digit numbers.
And then the pin is pulled from the grenade the dynamite is lit the oil ignited at the top of the screen more of that taunting, lying text appears a bar sits there, pretending to make progress but i know it isn't i know that the game is not "attempting to reconnect" its a lie all a lie.
Everything freezes everything goes black i am hurled through many tabs and windows minimizing and maximizing at random and i am back.
I sit here once more in this cold, merciless place staring at the button the button in the midst of the screen my cursor inches towards the X in the corner but a threat of bans and ques stops me.
The ground i sit on is cold that fiery orange button is cold everything is cold.
The lagg is ruthless it has no compassion, no soul it is cold hearted.
The lagg is cold as cold as the coldest peaks of the far off mountains.
I guess you could call this a "poem" about lagg?
YES i understand its my fault i should get better internet YES i get that this technically isnt lagg its more dc'ing crashing
just made this post to see if anyone can relate
(Sorry if this is in the wrong category)
:)
