Team History

A short introduction

Fullsend Happy is like the awkwardly big family, it comes with all the usual things; the smart ones, the dumb ones, the good looking ones, the brisca like ones. We all sort of joined together over our mutual investment in the Russian roulette known as league of legends, but I think I’m confident enough to say now we’ve become a lot closer. Alliances have been made, truces have been broken, tears have been shed. And more importantly a lot of music has been played.

It would only be fitting I also give a short Introduction to each person, there’s quite a few so I’ll make it short:

The Brisca Incident

To understand how this event came about we must explore the FSH lore more. A burning memory in my mind August 19th 2023, Amin had tilted one too many times and had decided to (temporarily) leave FSH, during the next months the team worked very hard under the leadership of Brisca and alongside the popoff Uma Jan arc the team started to look competitive as playoffs came around. Going into the semifinals Amins interest in the team started to begin again and he asked how the progress was going, Amin couldn’t believe his eyes, the team that was as dysfunctional as my ezreal a few months ago had become a T1 of its own, Amin decided to risk it all he bet his sister as a trophy wife to Brisca if FSH could win the VL finals and be champions. Alas at the time Brisca didn’t understand that in fact he was the one being played.

As the finals day came around, everyone watched in anticipation as FSH won 3/0 and swept the finals becoming the champions they could always be…. A few nights later a few of us were in the call where Brisca decided to preach about his new salary, Amins sister. Low and behold she was 12,,, Brisca wtf were u thinking (is what I think everyone was thinking), Briscas urge for a trophy wife did not make him deny the gift in fact he embraced it and has now become an eternal meme for us to enjoy (thanks to Paols great editing). We all learnt from this to never underestimate Amins ability to get u FBI’d but also Briscas taste in women, it is what it is.

Coping Problems….

Well as you could probably guess, the funny item known as caffeine is fundamental to any of us not playing like complete animals, that being said, amin does exist. I have the unfortunate fortune of naturally having a high caffeine tolerance, red bulls are the night time drink for me. Rumour has it that Brisca has a, what some would call, an unhealthy addiction to caffeine. To fuel this unhealthy addiction, sources have informed me that Brisca has used slightly illegal actions in order to obtain the caffeine he needs to be able to draft cJoke the same fucking tree everytime..

Asides from that, without caffeine it would be near impossible for anyone to do anything in life, especially with our extremely sensible sleep schedules… That being said, some of us use different methods to keep ourselves running throughout the day, for some it's a bit of snus, for others it's just pure mental destruction and determination to try (and inevitably fail) to climb the hell known as emerald soloQ. Another interesting character would be Popoff the so called ‘offrole king’ thought I would beg to differ that I in-fact deserve that title, but it happens. Popoff has the slight addiction to the use of paying human bodies in order to satisfy his brain's dopamine needs, aka hookers.

Our main rosters support Adam, is clearly proficient in the art of hook champs, some may even call him a hooker king. Popoff at times has mistaken this for his addiction to hookers and I fear this has led to some more intimate botlane experiences. But if thats the way we get a bot gap in every game then how can i question the team bonding techniques, if it works it works, maybe Popoff should recommend it to JJ and oscar.

The New Years Party

Another year had gone past at FSH, and a successful one at that, we were VL champions, and as most extremely mature league players would do, we decided to hold a party at Bonks apartment. I for one do not drink but I cannot say the same for the others, as people started to pour into the apartment, Bonk offered them a welcome gift, and yes, the welcome gift was just more alcohol and the odd edible every now and then. Before the party properly started, myself and Amin (who was now Bonks closest friend) arrived to setup the makeshift bar, (I may not drink but me and amin can definitely make good bartenders) and Oscar had also arrived in order to set up his booth with its many turntables and mixers.

The first ones to arrive aside from us, were Popoff, Benny and Adam, unsurprisingly Popoff was already miles high and if it wasn’t for Adam's fast reaction times and Bennys willingness to once again play a supportive role for Popoff I doubt he would have made it through the front door. Once he did hobble through the hallway Bonk directed the Offrole King to his makeshift bar where Amin and I served him a shit load of (c)opium and other substances, whilst we heard him endlessly complain about the shitshow of a so-called Emerald Elo, supposedly it was more hellish than D4.

The next group to arrive were the Austrian Trio; Brisca, Peter and Corrin. As Brisca entered the building Bonk immediately fell to his knees and begged for Father Briscas forgiveness for the crimes he had committed with the shopkeeper in soloQ. Peter and Corrin must have had some cameras in the place because they automatically knew where the alcohol was. They greeted Benny and Adam at the bar, and asked ‘What had happened to popoff’, inclining towards the now fully mindless Popoff standing in the corner of the room claiming his league of draven will rise once again, of course like mosts ADCs after a few drinks he was back to his protagonist syndrome, and everytime Peter or Corrin approached him, he started yelling at them to go weakside like good puppies. At that point Amin said he would ‘deal’ with Popoff, and they went to the guest bedroom…

Almost as if by perfect coincidence, the next group then arrived, it was Paol, Nabais, Niklaas and Cjoke (to Briscas demise his mother unfortunately wasn't able to join us), Paol walked over to greet everyone and almost as if on cue, Oscar managed to finalise his setup and the Music came on better than ever. Cjoke went to meet Benny and discuss the current state of jungle role, best be said tears were wept as I gave them a drink I liked to call the ‘mystical tree’. Niklaas and Nabais decided to go out onto the balcony again as they lit their cigars and began vibing to the music.

Finally the last three arrived, it was Cvide, JJ and Pika. The moment Pika entered I had to remind Bonk to not serve him anything that might get us in to any legal issues. JJ immediately struck up a conversation with Bonk as they discussed the current state of toplane and more specifically how the game was never their fault…. I think I heard Benny and Cjokes name come up a few times in that conversation. Cvide had decided to go up to Oscar, and give any help required with the music, tho it was already pretty fire with Oscar running the show.

As the party carried on Bonk was slowly getting more hammered by Amins and I variety of drinks, which we gladly served up. We heard a knock on the front door, and Amin, knowing Bonks current state, decided it was best he goes and opens the door. We should have realised that we weren’t expecting anymore guests, but i suppose we were too deep into the night to really give a fuck. Amin opened the door and in typical fashion said ‘Who the fuck are you’, the stranger standing at the door replied ‘So you’re what they replaced me with’. At this point Bonk had managed to drag his drunk corpse to the door and he just stared in disbelief almost like he had seen a ghost. ‘Tomislav’ bonk whispered under his heavily intoxicated breath.

I had heard rumours of the man called Tomislav, he was my predecessor as the jungler of FSH, and he was also the renowned Kayn main at time, though from what I knew he had left on anything but good terms. Amin being clueless about the whole situation asked again ‘who the Fuck are you’, tomi replied with ‘the better kayn main lil boy’. Now Amin is the typa guy who had learnt to control a lot of his tilt, but one of the few things he couldn’t take is a hardstuck plat 4 Kayn main telling him that he is not the goat Kayn player. Amin instantly snapped and regained his Russian roots, and he threw himself straight at Tomi and tried to pin him up against the wall, not wanting to fill in any murder files everyone who could tried to intervene before Amin literally beat tomi to pieces, and they were able to split up the fight and drag Amin back inside whilst Tomi was using slurs I again cannot repeat for legal reasons towards Amin.

At this point Bonk decided to shut the door, in hopes Tomi had learnt his lesson and would leave…. He didn’t, now if it wasn’t for Amin also slightly injuring himself in his brawl, I am pretty sure he would have gone for round 2 right there and then, but he didnt. Instead Tomi decided to take a different approach, he started talking about how he could never work well on this team because our top laner would always get hand-diffed, Bonk's Korean instincts just couldn’t allow this insult to stand, so Bonk threw a punch. Now as i had mentioned before Bonk had in fact shut the door, but this was sweden and the door was glass, and i am assuming Bonk’s drunk state meant he was unable to clock the fact that he was in fact about to punch a pane of glass,,,

FSH In London

I can remember the day I walked downstairs and saw Brisca doing his usual round of screaming at the blank screen, the voices had gotten to him again. Next to him was Corrin, they were coding and coding and it seemed to never stop — they were also printing out Yugioh cards in the false belief they could challenge the might of Brisca again. Besides them both were Amin and Peter, I will pretend I did not see what I very clearly saw them doing that day. Cvide and Paol were in the kitchen cooking but unfortunately they cooked too much and now we had a slight fire beginning where the pancakes were meant to be. Pika and Oscar were just playing basketball outside, tho Oscar was intending to get his DJ booth up soon.

I had to urge everyone to get ready and tidy themselves up, Popoff and Benny were planning to come over today, but more importantly so was Cjoke and his mother. The second I reminded Brisca of this he said he had to go buy two belts, one to harm Cjoke and one to use in a way I cannot legally describe anymore. Life was good in the London trip we were planning to go watch the world finals the next day, it was G2 vs FNC…. Jk EU sucks, it was just Faker claiming his 5th trophy as usual, this time for Keria’s Lux skin, something Cvide couldn’t wait for. Due to the issue in the kitchen we had to get the maid, Bonk as he was called, to cook us dinner, I believe it was some Korean speciality.

I swear Cjoke hadn’t even made it halfway through the door before Brisca was having his usual schizo session screaming about the trees and how we had to b1 ‘the tree’, and when Cjoke refused to discuss the tree, the belt came out……

The doorbell rang, I wasn’t expecting anyone else to come at this time. I opened the door. It was Nabais and Niklaas, the two assassin mains appeared at my door, happens I suppose, it was at this moment I knew at least one person was going to die in the next day.

As night approached I’d like to say we all went out partying but we didn’t, we are league players after all, it was in-house time. Brisca and Cjoke were on opposing teams and I could sense the fear in Brisca’s eyes when the tree was banned, I could hear what I thought was Brisca whispering ‘I’ll deal with this one later’. And I can confirm after the scrim sounds were heard coming from upstairs, but I couldn’t tell if they were screams of pain or joy. Maybe they were both, I suppose we will never know.

Slightly distraught from Brisca’s actions I decided to go outside where I found Nabais smoking some zaza whilst talking to Niklaas about how Qiyana needed buffs desperately, I considered joining the conversation but I heard a BANG sound from the house, I feared it was Cvide and Paol in the kitchen again, but to my absolute dismay it was Pika, and somehow he had gained access to the speaker system around the house and now all I could hear was heavy metal playing throughout the house. As the wise Brisca once said ‘I was going to investigate the situation’, Corrin and Pika were in the main room screaming their lungs out whilst listening to what sounded similar to Bonk in scrims.

The Emperor of Fullsend

And so the new season started, and with it a new opponent, CWL Division 1. Most the crew were running it back, however now they had an addition to the midlane, Cvide was now on the starting lineup, the emperor had arrived. Cvide brought the team a bright light, a beam of positivity even in the darkest times. Cvide and Bonk the Solo lanes of FSH with the aid of Benny were set up for success, the stable and the crazy, the perfect combination.

Now you might be wondering why he was called the emperor. Well well well, if Cvide ever got his hands on the Shuriman leader, he became a force no team could stop, he would slide and glide into the backline, may I say he might've even inspired Faker’s famous Azir clips. The Portuguese through his innocence would always be there to jump into a call whether it was to grind soloQ or show you the newest hit song (anything by Rihanna even if it's from two decades ago). He went by several names, Cvide, Z-vide, D-vide. But despite all of these he had in fact become the midlaner of Fullsend, and we would always follow his orders in the battles on the rift. He was the righteous leader, a king kind to his people, Our Emperor.

I will add some may even consider him an artist (not of the Austrian kind) but instead of the rift, and the release of Hwei, well that was just the beginning of his newest champion arc.

Ain’t in the kids league no more

Life is like a wave. There are ups and downs, time dictates the swell yet inevitably it will crash. It is how we recover that defines us as people.

To say the season started calmly would be untrue, the offseason had a lot in store, word around was a new bot lane was in the midst, Oscar + Bommer were the hot new bot on the block, however this caused tensions in the land of upper management, you see Benny wanted Popoff and Adam to stay, Oscar wanted CJ to come up potentially with Bommer, and this became a chaos to manage for upper management, henceforth a new management was called in. ME. honestly report whoever the fuck made that call.

The offseason whilst being rocky ended with the sentiment to run back the original trio, so the scene is set, FSH with one change in the midlane are heading into the big leagues CWL div 1, the newest challenge. Spirits were still high, we were coming off of a Valanth League victory, however CWL was a different beast.

Scrims were going well, Cvide was a fantastic addition to the roster, he added a much needed level of stability that would be key as games got tougher. Heading into CWL the gameplan was the same as the previous split, draft for botlane - tank jungler - weakside king top. However as they marched into series 1 reality punched them in the face. They were no longer in the kids league.

If they wanted to succeed they would all have to step it up a gear. The boys in fairness did come out swinging in the following matches. Securing a few series under their belt. Alas being the new kids in the block, they ran into difficulties, struggles in style. Disagreements between the players had begun to come up.

As the days went past the first split came to an end, an unfortunate last few series led to a quick exit in the group stage. In hindsight it is obvious, however at the time we were all blinded at what was about to come.

Ryomen Sykkuno

A new split, the same team, scrims had started again. Tensions were high, everyone knew the team was starting to become dysfunctional, however upper management made the decision to play scrims out still with the same roster. It was the equivalent to Joe Marsh giving opinion about which players should start, oh wait a minute.. This however would only confirm what we had all feared, something had to change. An incident I was present for also known as the Benny Clear occurred, and I fear it was the final straw, for the next day Benny in that fateful month of May announced his retirement.

Mood was down in FullSend, the academy team also on the verge of giving up, signs of life were limited. But then he arrived. This being goes by many names some may call him Jesus, others call him H***er but at the time he was Amin Hilali aka Ryomen Sykkuno. He was the prodigal jungler, the fate of FSH lay in his arms. Having come off his own rocky competitive team, Amin was hesitant to join, but realised someone had to discipline Bonk and Popoff. A stylistic change was on the way, but perhaps one for the better, a carry jungler was present, and man was it beautiful to see.

The day that angels cried

Several weeks and many substitutes later caused an uncanny amount of losses and so here we are the final Bo2 of the group stage for FullSend, and it was against the motherfuckers themselves, the #1 team, Twisted Glory. It was a must win series for FullSend, for them to hold their chances at qualification, despite the clear broken lines in the team, they all agreed to rally one final time in an effort to take down scouse and the boys.

The stage was set, you know it's important when Brisca wanted me to run through draft to ensure he had not missed a thing. The game plan had developed, Popoff on Ashe - Adam on a roamer/engage, all eyes on the solo lanes. The throne was theirs to take, the emperor and the king of the north.

Game 1

The draft was clear Amin had his Ivern and all eyes on Smolder and Hwei, and they did in fact step up. Bonk especially came to show everyone his arc into Zeus and TheShy. Solo-winning the game for his team in the most cinematic dragon fight I have ever seen. The team was 1-0 up. The stage was set, one game to decide their fate.

Game 2

Time to draft game 2. They had banned the Smolder and taken Amin's Ivern however the Varus, the oh so crucial Varus was up. This was it. Bonk made his lead clear to all, he was the better top, however the emperor had fallen, Cvide could not rally himself to victory, Adam misstepped after misstep giving Corki more and more gold, just like Faker in game 5 of Worlds 2022 the Viktor had not been arcaned yet. It was too much for Bonk to defend and Twisted Glory in a nailbiter of a game marched towards the nexus, not only ending the game but ending the legacy and home we called FullSend.

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