After nearly a decade, battlereports.com is still one of the greatest Starcraft websites on the face of the Internet. The two founding fathers of this demigod among coding - Johnny_Vegas & Mark4 - find themselves facing each other on the barren wastelands of Blue Storm. This battlefield is unknown to these grand old-school bad-asses. Yet they start the battle regardless. A lone commentator is forced to behold the art of war as portrayed by these players - insanity is the only option he has left.
Once planets align just right or when hormones accidentally race to parts of the brain that were thought to be long abandoned, Starcraft players undergo a strange mutation. They start to crave everything that is unholy, they yearn for all those things that other RTS games represent. Imbalance, randomness and most of all: sadistic frustration. It is in such circumstances that the ~NoHunters Free For All is born.
This instance of the heathen ritual is indeed worthy of being described as 'epic', although some might argue that this is indeed the most foul game of Starcraft ever spawned. To master this marvellous abomination I summoned several slave helpers. They helped me control the beast while it danced its seductive dance of carnage and attack move.
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Are the mortal names of the three. Indeed, the one called Neobowman is the one that brought me the beast.
Gather friends and family - and lock them away - while you stare at this celestial creature of the abyss for the entirety of it's duration.