A Suggested Warwick Rework (Abilties, Lore, and Voiceovers)
We all know Warwick needs a rework. In fact, Warwick's rework has been getting worked on for almost over a year now. So, without further adieu, here's my concept of Warwick's rework.
>Warwick, the Warrior Beast
Passive: Blood Scent
Warwick reveals all nearby enemy champions who are below 50% health up to 3000 units from himself. As Warwick moves towards them, he gains up to 30% increased Movement Speed over 3 seconds within 1500 units of them.
Q - Savage Swipes Cost: 50/60/70/80/90 Mana Range: 450 Cooldown: 8/7.5/7/6.5/5 Seconds
Passive: Every 3rd auto-attack, Warwick will swipe in a 180 degree cone in front of him, dealing 50% of his auto-attack damage to of all targets near his primary target.
Active: Warwick can cause his next 2 auto-attacks to swipe, but also deal 100% of his normal auto-attack damage to all targets hit instead of 50%.
W - Stalk Cost: 40 Mana Range: Self Cooldown: 17/15/13/11/9 Seconds
After channeling for 2 seconds, Warwick stealths himself for 5/5.5/6/6.5/7.7 seconds. When leaving stealth to attack an enemy, Warwick will deal 200% of his normal auto-attack damage, and cripple the target, slowing them by 40% for 1.5 seconds. If attacked, it will take Warwick an extra 1 second to stealth, stacking up to 3 seconds extra.
E - Gushing Wounds Cost: No Cost
Warwick's auto-attacks will cause enemies to bleed for 25% of the auto-attack damage they had previously taken. Stacks up to 3 times.
R - Ravage Cost: 100 Mana Range: 800 Cooldown: 90/80/70 Seconds
Warwick leaps at an enemy, then pins them to the ground, and begins to savagely rip and tear at their flesh, dealing 200/300/400 (200% bonus Attack Damage) over 4 seconds. Warwick is also healed for 40% of the damage dealt.
Voiceovers
Champion Select
"My primal fury has no limits."
Ctrl - 1
"What is this, dental care you speak of?" "Sharpening my claws is part of my schedule. Keeping them clean is the hard part."
Ctrl - 2
"Don't worry. I won't waste any of your parts during my dinner." "Your defeat will fuel my hunger even more."
Ctrl - 3 Hotline Bling
Ctrl - 4 Warwick laughs slowly, then begins to laugh faster, eventually turning into a howl.
Lore
Warwick was once a normal man. A simple farmer, with simple problems. He was also an expert trapper, able to concoct some of the best traps to capture animals such as wild boar and sheep for meat and wool. He was also quite a hansom fellow. A chiseled jawline and a muscular physique. Warwick had everything going for him. Until one day, that all changed. He was up later than usual one night, and he kept hearing rustling in the trees and bushes. It wasn't a sheep or a boar. The sound was too, fast. It was being made by a creature more sleek and agile. It wasn't the sloppy, thumping sound that a boar could make. One of Warwick's traps suddenly triggered. He went to investigate.
It was his net trap. It had been ripped through, and laid tattered on the ground. No ordinary animal could've done this. Warwick heard a twig snap. He turned around just in time to see a massive, hairy humanoid leap at him, snarling like a wolf. Luckily Warwick had his axe with him, so he was able to fight back. He threw the beast off of himself, and charged at it. He took a swing, but missed, as the creature had swiftly dodged his attack. The beast counter-attacked, and bit Warwick's arm. He took the advantage to attack, and struck the beasts back. It yelped, then ran off back into the night woods. Warwick looked at his injury. It wasn't normal. Not only was red and blood, but it had a black and purple tint to it. Warwick assumed it was merely a battle wound, and went to wash it off and wrap it in cloth.
Warwick did not sleep well the rest of the night. He woke up the next morning and took of the bandage. His wound had thick, grey hairs growing around it. Warwick began to worry. He put the bandage back on, and went to harvest some crops. By the end of the day, Warwick checked his wound again. More hair had grown and the black and purple became more visible. Warwick also noticed he was able to smell and hear with a lot more detail than before. Warwick went to sleep far later than he ever did. He woke up, and found his entire arm was covered in grey hair, and his fingernails were long and sharp.
He figured it out. The beast that attacked him the night before last was a werewolf. Warwick began to panic. He was turning into a Werewolf. Luckily, he lived far from civilization. Warwick made the decision. Stay in the forest, and live as a savage beast, or try to make it to a town. and become the beast and kill hundreds of people. He knew that night his full transformation would happen. He sat outside, and waited. He could feel the infection beginning to spread. His transformation began. It was excruciatingly painful. What only took minutes, felt like hours. Warwick grew a long snout filled with razor sharp teeth. His claws grew longer and sharper, and his legs bent to the shape of a wolf's. His limbs grew longer, and he grew a wolf tail. Warwick took the time to catch his breath, and didn't feel any primal instincts at all. He felt... human. No rage, no hunger, no savagery. Just the same feeling he had the week before, the month before, and even the year before.
Warwick felt a sense of ease. He didn't transform into the hungering beast he thought he would. He was a more a human trapped in werewolf's body. The sun rose, but Warwick didn't transform back. He was permanantely transformed. He figured, why not test his new physique. He began to run through the trees. He could maneuver with speed and agility. He swiftly leapt and ran through the woods he lived in. He figured, he would give up his old life, and decided to move to a life of adventure. With his new almost "superpowers", he had a whole new life available to him.
Warwick encountered a village. He did not enter as he knew people would panic and grab their torches and pitchforks, and proceed to attack him. A good thing Warwick came to this village. A winged, black creature came gliding over a distant hill, and toward the village. It picked up a villager, and dropped them from a lethal height. Warwick had to come out of hiding. With lightning fast reflexes, he jumped from the trees and caught the villager mid-air. He landed with grace and set the villager down. With no time to be commended, he climbed on top of a house, and went to leap towards the flying monster, and grabbed its wing, throwing it off balance, and it fell to the ground. Warwick jumped to the beast so it could not fly away, and ripped off one of its wings, making sure it could not fly. Warwick picked it up and slammed it into the ground.
He swiped his claws at the monster, and leaving deep wounds into it. The monster bled blue blood. It was a more than a wild beast. It was a creature of evil power. Warwick leapt at the creature again, and clawed it again. He then quickly turned around, and bit it in the neck. He pinned the creature down, and twisted its head until its neck snapped. A quiet fell over the village. People gathered around Warwick and the slain monster. Warwick slowly walked away from the corpse, and off into the distance. He felt a sense of adrenaline, and power. Warwick knew he was something more than a rugged beast. He was a champion...
"We all have a beast within us. Some are primal, some are evil. And some, like me, are warriors."
-Warwick, the Warrior Beast
Thoughts or recommendations?